J.'s Serenade

My beloved, what a ride it has been!
Blessed with your company
I've plundered life of no material good
Just a feast of heartless gloom
What can I grant you with?
The most precious gift I spare
A crowd of hallucinations, decades of vivid intoxication
Navigate, devouring end, the serenade of a one man band

I have crashed in you every vow I held dear
No one can understand the whole dilemma
Love, need, excruciating miss
All the tides I fought within
The memory is over, I'm bound to restart

Call it a curse, call it a spell, all you long for
It is yours now and always to live again
Paved way out from this daily hell
These lines my epilogue
Feel free one day to let them burn

This is my last will, what an heritage!
I've soothed my soul with off its doom
Inherit this remedy, not to die alone
In a deserted room of solitude
What can I grant you with, if not the most precious gift?

Call it a curse, call it a spell, all you long for
It is yours now and always to live again
Paved way out from this daily hell
These lines my epilogue
Feel free one day to let them burn

Orchestrate the void in echoing highlight
My mind is overwhelmed by such a discordant lie
I'm staring at my soul from the other side
I rely on the ferry wheel and in you I die, every time

Call it a curse, call it a spell, all you long for
It is yours now and always to live again
Paved way out from this daily hell
These lines my epilogue
Feel free one day to let them burn

Call it a curse, call it a spell, all you long for
It is yours now and always to live again
Paved way out from this daily hell
These lines my epilogue
Feel free one day to let them burn