All The Rest Of What Is Left

Tradução

March Of The Dead

Compositor: Anne Holt Müller

Whenever you come around
I can see in your eyes
I can see in your mind
What you feel is, in order, real

And when I get close to you
I can then see the fear
Afraid of losing me
As much as I can pretend
I'm afraid
Fear of everything

Why I am broken without you
And you shattered
And when I really look at you
At heart, your soul...

And all the rest of what is left
Nothing is good
Remains only the most malignant
Your soul
Of your being

Touch me, but not with those cold hands
Grief is the feeling that engulfed you
What's left... Only memories
(And all we spent together) it was

What happened to "always and forever"?
And what happened to "I love you until the day after forever"?
You forgot everything it
From one day to another
You just...
Abandoned all hope

I lied when I said there was no more hope for "us"
I too lied when he said do not blame...