Moments of Lost Intimacy

Time moves on And I am still forced From the sweet lies That spills from the lips Of an angel of suicide And I hear Her chants as they echo Inside the misty woods A desolate night Under a howling moon I promise I will see you soon The final moments Of dying intimacy Your warm breath Pressing against my neck While you slip away Like the ghost of yesterday That visits me in my dreams Sorrow... A knot in my chest I am drowning In a pit of despair That you've pushed me in