Omega

All of this, the jubilee
No longer here
Nothing but pain and fear
Somehow, she ' s always here
It's so bittersweet
The pain of the distance
The fear of losing her
To this big  bad cold world

Broken childhood
Leading to corrosion
Christian morality infection
And academic obsession
Take away the inner peace
A vicious cycle,  that needs to cease
Or else, you will never be free

She was so glad, a light so bright
Dressed in black
And now she' s dead
Lost in inner implosion, between alcohol and cigarretes
I wish she would come back

She got lost in all the confusion
Too pure to deal with the ways of this world
Getting lost in the corruption
Of this madness we call life
Fading away in the dark of the night
Oh, how I miss her light

She's dead, just like me
She's dead, just like Lenore
Oh, I wonder, is it too late
for both of us to be saved?