Lethe

Give me the drink of the fluid

That disintegrates

And lend me the sweet balm and blessing

Of forgetfulness, empty and strong

Lethe

Lethe

Hold me near, unravel the stars

As I speed through the heavens

Speed through the night

For you are my blade and my rope

Your are my

Your are my

Lethe

In currents of cobalt

You storm through my heart

To sever, to puncture

The memories that burn

Let sweep through the arteries

In sharp stabs of pain

Your talonlike fingers to kill me again

Steal me, invade me and charge me again

For I burn and I shudder

Burn with each movement of

So, cleansed through a floodlight

I appear; renewed and reforged

Caressed by the sweet balm and blessing

Of forgetfulness, empty and strong

Lethe

Hold me near, my one friend and guide

As I drown through your fingers

Drown through your love

For you are the life I hate

You are my

Your are my

Lethe

Drag me down, in passionate sighs

With the ocean above me

And flames in my eyes

And grant me a life I can live

Without...

Take me away...

Take me away...

...From the life that I hate