I created this song in Portugal. This song is a call for immortality. An ode to life. For all the people who play with death and don't appreciate life...
I Refuse to See My Ghost
Music and Lyrics: Liene Narcis
Do your really adore the death?
Its inevitable fruit of pain
The taste of scorched grace
The sound of melting rose
When your soulmate turns into a ghost
Do you really adore the death?
Or just its name
Like it’s a game
A pretty way to seem deeper
Praying to the fictive reaper
If I disappeared into arms of the taker
Would you kiss your idol’s lips once more?
No, you’d see the real face of the death
And it’s rotten, it stinks and pretends to be sad
So lay down your head on my shoulder
While we’re alive we blaspheme the reaper
Lay down your lips and I shiver
If you asked me: will I leave?
I’d say: never!
I don’t believe in the reaper