The room is dark, it’s quiet, peaceful like a wasteland forest, sayA bloodred light shines on the walls of your apartmentAs you step into the roomAnd you can’t hear the sound of laughing from your friendsDownstairs, cause then you’d bother all too muchWhen you’re sitting down, you hear a knocking on your doorAnd Anemone comes inShe tells you once again to reflect over your heart and feelingsWell, here you go againLosing all support, the devil’s wisdom comes andTurns your heart to stone, so cold…And you know It doesn’t have to beSo unfortunately, It’s just thatYou don’t have to be, So unfortuned NatalyAnemone is asking questions to the viper in your mindShe puts her arms around you, Death is all too nearSuddenly the picture is changingFeel like going somewhere elseThe need of strangers comfort will push away your fearDon’t you think that someone knows and do you thinkThat noone ever caresOnce more the room is quiet, The black dress liesOn the floor, Anemone puts on her veil and walks gentlyTo the doorYou lie in silence upon the bed, You see herShining light and you knowYou will close the door behindYou scream out loud, You feel the pain is fading outAnd once again the room is darkAnd you know it doesn’t have to beSo unfortunatelyAnd you don’t have to be, So unfortuned NatalyListen to me

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