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A thin shadow dragging behind me like debt

The streets are mute

Only the frost still dares to speak

Cracking under my steps as if the world were splitting from boredom

Nothing waits for me

Not the window’s pale lamp

Not the trembling hands of dawn

Even the sky has abandoned its color

Letting the stars hang

Like rusted nails

In a coffin that never closes

I have no future

The past gnaws quietly

Like a starving dog at my heels

What I call a soul

Is just smoke

Curling from a chimney

Of a house long burned down

I keep walking

Because stopping would mean admitting I cared

And caring is a luxury for the living

Let the wind take what’s left of my voice

I was never promised an echo

In the end the earth will swallow me

Nothing waits for me

Not the window’s pale lamp

Not the trembling hands of dawn

Even the sky has abandoned its color

With the same indifference

It shows the snow

The dead and the living

No one bothers to listen

CREDITS

BÁL - all lyrics and vocals