Emilie Autumn "Gloomy Sunday" Songtext

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Gloomy Sunday

Sunday is gloomy,My hours are slumberlessDearest the shadowsI live with are numberlessLittle white flowersWill never awaken youNot where the black coach ofsorrow has taken youAngels have no thoughtsOf ever returning youWouldn't they be angryIf I thought of joining you?Gloomy Sunday

Gloomy is Sunday,With shadows I spend it allMy heart and IHave decided to end it allSoon there'll be flowersAnd prayers that are sad I knowlet them not weepLet them know that I'm glad to goDeath is no dreamFor in death I'm caressing youWith the last breath of my soulI'll be blessing youGloomy Sunday

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