Gothica Penelope Lyrics

Penelope Lyrics

Fluid is the night which I plunge in,

Coloured by the sunset, enlightened
by the moon.



I weave weft of dreams

Erasing them with
reality,

I wait for Death

That will come from the sea.



I grow flowers watering them

With blood and I destroy them

With
the look of someone who has seen

And knows too much,

They read a
world in me,

In me they perceive the dream,

Roads of sea, houses of
clouds,

I weave, and my thread is Death.