where are the words for which I take breath, cut off this rope holding my neck
where is the silence for me to get lost in, I try not to hear that we are nothing
where is the shame for me to fight with, this words here I cannot sing calmly
I saw three black crows circling,
their wings streched out casting shadow,
their claws pointing at me
Oh I know there's always something you want to say,
but there's nothing more, there is nothing more
in my nothing you were everything to me
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