How long will my candle light? I am tearing of the sunset. A cold sand and cold hands. We are damned. We are darkness.
Once You have given me light but soon it went out. The coldness. I am frozen. I am sick of vanity. Defeat after defeat. Nothing but nonsense. I am erased.
Faceless. Nameless. Lifeless. What is left for me?
The weight of life, the weight we carry. Are we innocent? Are we innocent? The burden of solitude, the burden of grey sky. Will we shine in the name of love?
Who will fill? What will fill the black hole inside of me? The emptiness. The sickness. I am on my own every day.