Lyrics of a song from the past

You made a wound on my skin
You made it bleed.
But the blood made me see.

You made a wound on my skin
You made it bleed.
Before I tought I was made of steel.


You touched me inside, reached in my heart.
You sneaked under my skin, you made me stay.
The picture of us was scattered into our minds.
You fell for the image, I fell for a dream.
Now staying is so easy, but leaving is dead.


You made a wound on my skin
You made it bleed.
But that wound made me weak.


This life was not made for you and me.
The time between us was too much to bare.
This life was made for someone like us,
but they only exist in the illusion of our minds.
Now the illusion is what keeps me awake.

You made a wound on my skin
You made it bleed.
My body was so fragile it made me fall.


Now how can I find you in another time?
How can I see you in another life?
Can you be devided to half?
Can I keep a part of you under my skin?
Is there no law to make you stay?
Is there no death to stop the wound from bleeding?


You made a wound on my skin
You made it bleed.
Now I´m dying too slowly, I´m dying too late.

You made me a wound on my skin
You made it bleed.
Dying is easy, but the wound is so deep.