There is a time when the light becomes Invisible to the eye and you can see the darkness In all its glory and nakedness, A solemn moment, a line drawn by the hand of God That separates the now from what is yet to come A starlight beam that cast a shadow on a memory within
Like the rain in the winter is my existence here Unclaimed by the Goddess Fortune, So lovely, yet so miserable this soul that agonizes in pain And all the rivers that flow inside my soul From head to toes they all leave scars and carve Deep trails down to my bones, until I die
Walk with me towards sweet cruelty Bear with me this feeling...
