The years they come and go
But my heart still need you so
1000 year, I may live and I would still miss you so
I dream of you most every night
of you that still haughty me so
your eyes, your hair, your smile
the light that you shun on me still glows
but the sun is no more
thousands of light year before the light goes
yet I wish the light no more
I cried in blood and tears
But the sorrow still grows
I dance and weave and the demons still pin me
I pray yet no one hears
I rage yet no one to strike
I wish yet no one to wish to
I wait to die
So then I will strike with the great of force
I will fly the great heights
I will scream with all my met
And I will rest with no pain in set
For this a wish for
For this I pray for
For this I dream of
O God, how I hate life so!
