You watch as life passes before your eyes. Fairy dream on your hands slowly dies. You just cry about those who will not return. All that remains to you - sadly yearn.
All forbidden will reminds us All our secrets that behind us. Under black wing softly hides us Crimson shadow of our life.
Don't you regret of those who did not survive. They simply were too weak for this strife. But if we are still here - we're not ones of them. Only our righteous grief can finish game.
Take my hand - it's one last time. Don't regret - no need to cry. We're so close - impending death. Overdose - it takes your breath.