Immortal

Immortal

This is not so good to feel,

I would to say I’m completely alone.

All my fears becoming rage,

Open up my eyes to see the deep.

What I’m waiting for?

Death will come in the silent night.

And tomorrow, there is no tomorrow.

Just tears falling down into my sorrow.

And lying in my cold bed,

I can hear a black parade.

Something is calling my name,

Something is like my saving grace.

Then I walk until the sound,

Step by step, my sorrow becomes happiness.

God, I don’t want to step back,

I feel I’m immortal there.

Victor Cartier