i think it's end for my regret, for promises not finished yet. it's my goodbye, our love dies, i can't safe the things, which you're try to kill.
the days are gone, words retire from, from both our lie, and hate is rise. like a flower, it was our fatal choices, mistaken voices.
Chorus.
my soul flies away in unknown way, which i won't find in my mind. i won't feel that, i won't be there, i won't find my self in mind.
Chorus.
III. and breaking rules isn't an option, i'm confused, can't make any motion. heart start to slows, eyes going to close. the tube of light isn't so bright.