Killing Astral Projections

The black wings spread across my dark red
Forced to live from this night
Their eyes, piercing bright
In front of my eyes, they will not stop
My soul, I feel so lost, they are the same
It's the same, the souls of me
The souls that do everything
To make this earth a place of my body

The moon will shine around my dreams
While these eyes will be shut
The dark, that could be me
Will soon arrive and cease to be
But I'm so sick of it, but before the end
The souls of me will die, and as I told
The spirits will, I feel so cold
For me, I will live with the true, I must be died

The cross of life has been
Inside of me, in the end of the day
But we'll live in the night
For the rest of my life
I can't refuse the crying inside of me
The souls will not be in
For that I'll die, in cold let me
Lose the soul of me
My pain will soon be
Set out free

This life is so
In the past, it's great
But this will be, my soul will die
But I'll die, for the rest of me
But in the end of me, I will die
I feel so good, I'm sick of this world
The day will be to me, but I'll die
But in the end of me, the souls will be
Good, my death will be let die

The dead are no more, the souls will be
Nothing to ask, but I'll die
For you and for me
One by one, the souls will be gone
But I'll see no truth
In the end of me, they will die