Text: Black Maria (The). A Shared History In Tragedy. 11:11.

Don't say goodbye
'Cause I'm still right here
And don't you give up
My love for you is stronger than this

I'm a tightrope walker,
I'm a vagabond poet,
Who was killed for an atist's guilt
Time will disappear and kill
Without any conscious
But I'll still
Always be here

And know, I know
How much this hurts you, my dear
Just give it time,
I promise we'll meet again

I'm a tightrope walker,
I'm a vagabond poet,
Who was killed for an atist's guilt
Time will disappear and kill
Without any conscious
But I'll still
Always be here

Ohhhh Ohhhhhhh
(Ohhhhhhhh Ohhhh)

The hall is the ghost of it
The walls are paved with glass
The meaning is the spotlight
And the stars all form a crowd
There's blood in the backseat
And a screech the artist's sound

And soon there'll be nobody
(Soon there'll be nobody)
Soon there'll be nobody
(Soon there'll be nobody)
Soon there'll be nobody here
(Soon there'll be nobody)

Soon there'll be nobody here...

(Thanks to Erik for these lyrics)