The End

Now that you lay there,
pale and naked,
on the floor,
your snow white skin,is stinged with blood

the blood that once ran on my veins,
on my heart,
that you ripped out,
a long time ago

your blue eyes,
stare blankly at a murder
and the bloody axe is carved on the floor next to you

do you fell it?
can you see it?
will you hear it?
no no!

its the end of the...Line!
the end of the time,
the end for us
the end of trust!

those brown eyes,
turn red,
not from guilt,
just from pain...

those memories hurt,
those memories kill,
"and they wont go away"
she whispers in an old astonishing pain...