I'll die of your last letter
You wrote these lines by ink and Feather
Did you want to mention my soul?
And your attempts have gone too real
Did you seal this letter to send it?
You adhere it to a paw of the pigeon
It flied hard through the winds and the thunder
Wine has spilled as a blood on the soil
Undying bleeding heart
Lays on a dish in front of you
Why I know for all of me it's the end
And it erases all of my dreams