(BatorJames)

I searched through all my possessions

You were no longer one of them

Cried out your name in both and fear

But only silence would answer me

Chorus

I never believed it coudl happen

Sometimes heaven helps the wicked

Controls the demons from which we can't defend

Lonely I misdirect my horror

You've really left me, this time it's not pretend

Chorus

I turn to catch a dying shadow

Your faded image a-haunting me

I slash my eyes out in a Bunuel mood

I cannot see you in someone else's dream