I told myself to leave, I was running toward my own ruin.
The bells rang out, it was the end; I waited for love to find me before leaving,
Before sinking for good.
No hand reached out to save me.
I flee, dying slowly, weary of myself.Show me how—how you possess me.
Which of your spells ensnares me?
The one that drives me mad,
The one I cannot understand.
I've never been in such a state—why do you do this to me?Why do my hands reach only for you?
Béa, I long for us,
For the us that leaves me behind.To be forgotten without cause—
I no longer know who I am.
I am but a shadow that follows you.
I plunge into this hell; the abyss is deep,
And all this smoke keeps me from seeing you.
Lost in this storm, alone, you abandoned me,
But that's what you wanted.I needed you more than I should have.
I loved you with despair.
I died for you.
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