the last dancer

the life has gone from this room there is no future for me there was dancing and the mood shifted from tender to a lifeless beat needless happy as in June when this battle stained the white with bleeding i will not be equal to the fool who cherishes her own misdeed look at the stars in the winter sky everything will bleed tonight what a beautiful day to die the last i saw of myself was a shadow in the water stream and the life that i left to walk into the land of defeat now this is home, this is wealth awakening to the sound of the sea where i can watch from a distance and rule my land of misery look at the stars in the winter sky everything will bleed tonight what a beautiful day to die feel the air grow cold and dry everything will bleed tonight what a beautiful day to die the shadow from the former over my shoulder waiting to take me home i heard it's every call i know what it wants i'm willing to leave for home