HIM (His Infernal Majesty). Play Dead. Zeneszám

A moth into a butterfly
And a lie
Into the sweetest truth
I'm so afraid of life

I try
To call your name but I'm
Silenced by the fear of dying in your heart once again

I see the seasons changing
And in the heart of this autumn I fall
With the leaves from the trees

I play dead
To hide my heart
Until the world gone dark fades away

I cry
Like God cries the rain
And I'm just one step away from the end of today

I see the reasons changing
And in the warmth of the past I crawl
Scorched by the shame

I play dead
To hide my heart
Until the world gone dark fades away

I stay dead
Until you veil my scars and say goodbye to fate
Before it's too late

(Thanks to Ofelia for these corrections)