In the Land of Nowhere
sitting on an immaginary bench
we're compleining, dear friend
the Absence of Exictence
reminding forgotten memories...
if i were you i would be in mouring, dear friend
pail ladies with black heats are kissing little fairies
Here you are Snow White Queen!
Faithfull creature
What else will you find?
If you are still alive
there will be eight drops of blood on your chick,
dear friend