Who, belongs to me
I swear that shadow
I’ve kept my hug
for a humble sale.
I’ve kept my hug
for a humble sale.
Agony! Pain! Mistrust! Disdain!
Fear in eyes, tears insane
Lonely ! cloudy ! with echoes, refrain.
They come to me
wet and heavy,
tall but bowed in trembling pain!
I’ve kept my hug
for a humble sale.
Choir of halo
away from moon,
crisp and cold
like a prune
drug in veins
though flowing fast
made them going a dancing doom,
They come to me
dark and down,
moaning as if fuming gel!
I’ve kept my hug
for a humble sale
Who, belongs to me
I swear that shadow
I’ve kept my hug
for a humble sale
