Death of a Soul-Plumber

The sun was shining surreal that day
Shapeless faceless people crossed my way
The time had come, for it to fall apart
A cold shiver rose and sank my heart
You were my beacon in the dark
Till the reaper drowned the spark

Dark shadows, pale echoes cross the land
All souls become black holes in the end

You tried to help the poor souls to restart
But there's no one now to rouse again your heart
You kept the sadness of the days away
There'll be no reunion, just the cold remains
From the distance I've always known
I have to fix this on my own

Dark shadows, pale echoes cross the land
All souls become black holes in the end



Credits
Writer(s): Mika Wagner, Sven Martin, Vincent Oley
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