It has always been close to me , death.
Watching me from afar.
I was fascinated by it's charm.
And it's black horses i ride on midnights.
Death my refuge , My strength.

Those nights , by the river , i stand.
Ready for my prince , to take my soul again.
Wearing a red dress , your favorite color you said.
Waiting patiently for you , My death , my sin .

Death by my window ,
I've been waiting for you.
I'm eager for your time and desperate for your touch.
Death by my window ,
I hope you pass once more.
Take me with you where i truly belong.



© Aya