In Flames - Samuel Proffitt, Crywolf

In the aftermath, there will be no blood

This is a quiet death, my dear

Raed ym teiuq a si siht

Etapissid uoy sa uoy leef

In the aftermath, there will be no blood

This is a quiet death, my dear

I feel you as you dissipate

You’re burning up, you’re burning up

Your absence like the sky, love

Shining down upon me

Have I been holding my breath, all my life?

You’re watching over everything

The more you love me

The more I will ruin you

I’m in your head

I’ve been in your head, all my life

What happened to your eyes, love?

They mumble incoherently

Fragments of the poems that I wrote

While you pretended to be asleep