Glowing pain is burning in the soul Wound struck by bolt of lightning.
Nothing matters any more.
Gods of darkness laughing in the mirror Because the black, flower of hope is Blooming in God's garden.
Nothing matters any more. Cead soul in broken mirror.
My dirimes star as vapour love Heaviness before the storm of the soul. It seams like death is breathing Arms length.
A lot has been left unsaid. The tree of life is wilting now. The tears from your eyes tell the truth. Time is standing still My aching heart starts crying. It's raining rain of dying angels Who needs the sadness that is in my heart And incredible longing pain.