Mild Mourning

oh, mild mourning your fetters of dust are so strong like a beloved load my morning calls your night decays all smiles drops magic into the hiding places now i m just like a garden without any air oh, why life, why what is the reason to die alone my book of souls loves everyone they ones that went before and those who will come are we just a puzzle of short memories if all is in vain why should we love or even breathe what´s the deal behind the cards oh, mild mourning your spirits is strong still you´ve got no answer for anyone