Sharlot

She's locked up with a spinning wheel 
She can't recall what it was like to feel 
She says, "This room's gonna be my grave 
And there's no one who can save me," 
She sits down to her colored thread 
She knows lovers waking up in their beds 
She says, "How long can I live this way 
Is there no one I can pay to let me go 
'Cause I'm half sick of shadows 
I want to see the sky 
Everyone else can watch as the sun goes down 
So why can't I 


And it's raining 
And the stars are falling from the sky 
And the wind 
And the wind I know it's cold 
I've been waiting 
For the day I will surely die 
And it's here 
And it's here for I've been told 
That I'll die before I'm old 
And the wind I know it's cold..." 


/emilie autumn


 < - -  10 bit animation based on this artwork


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