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Crimson Dust (Catafalque)

I wouldn't realize that this could happen You abandoned this world that's full of lies You left your dreams to me You left this burden Was that a punishment to yourself or just for me? But now I'm standing on a desolate hill and weeping at the damned truth that I lost you Why? You're laying down the place within roses I believe your innocent soul has ascended to heaven There is just one memory left from you The crimson dust of your bed in my hands Lack of yours and its grief, hidden in my tears Ashes to ashes dust to crimson dust Your bed turns into red from your hair Thousands of stars on your shadow in the sky Moonlight is the blaze of your eyes But now I'm standing on a desolate hill And winds are whispering your name into my ears