Memento Mori Just Another Morbid Tune
A rainy morning, another day
the shadows dancing their weird ballet
their waltz surrounds, they're closing in
my thoughts are drifting, delivering...
another morbid tune.
Their fast cadenza bewitches me
my world is fading how can this be?
I hear myself it's a strange ordeal
the tune I play what can it conceal?...
another morbid tune.
Sweetly whispering it takes control of my body and my soul
trying so hard to entice my mind to leave my sanity behind
drifting deeper into depths unknown
I work my fingers to the bone
I try to play with passion, grace and style
to hit the note that I will beguile.
The veils of conscience will fade to grey
enchanting notes, they lead me astray
the room is spinning its turning fast
the demons of my mind, free at last...
