Eroded stone walls covered with ivy
Doors groaning sadly
Forgotten wooden grain
Mirrors that do not reflect anyone
Elegant curves covered in dust

I smile while looking at the dance floor
I open the window
My shadow dancing like a clown
Only the sound of my steps on the floor
I used to dance on with you

Outside the window, mist, a lake, forest, beautiful things
In this open prison
Love almost killed you

The scenery of the end shines in my eyes
Moonlight shines in from the dusty windows
My shadow moves in the moonlight
With it; I found these curtains weren't white

These beautiful things peeling off from the ground
Poetry of life, love songs, melting snow
An innocent insanity

The scenery of the end shines in my eyes
Moonlight shines in from the dusty windows

The sky cracks open its depths
All the beautiful things float up above
I might never float up
I might be buried in the shadow with my sin