Death Plays His Role - Shadow Project

Death, death, death …

This is light, die for a time

In a sudden end

Relax — Relax to the knife

Relax — Relax to reality

Relax — Relax your eyes

What is morality?

Death, death, death …

I stumbled over a few slabs today

I saw a beauty in a long black her

Taking slabs in my dream

Is where I stay, I feel aware

This body is a state I’m in

What is a non-dreamer?

Black is color

Dark is this world

Death is life

Compulsive, I feel

I was born to mourn

The grave is my home

Who is the death giver?

Life is a circle

Death plays his role again

Who is the death giver?

Death plays his role again

— Eva O