Текст песни ВЕД - verra la morte e avra i tuoi occhi

Lately I
I sleep in broad daylight
Apparently my death
Tests me

Bringing up, even breathing
Mirror to my mouth
How do I carry
Non-existence in the light

I am motionless. Two
Thighs are cold as ice
Venous blue
Marble gives away

Death will come
And she has
Will be your eyes

Thing. Brown color
Things. Whose outline is erased
Dusk. No more
Nothing. Still life

Death will come and find
A body whose surface is a visit
Death is like coming
Women, will reflect

This is absurd, a lie
Skull, skeleton, scythe
Death will come, she has
will be your eyes