Friday November 11th 2005, I payed a visit to...
Rest in Peace Karena...

All around the empty spaced room
Laying quietly on my bed spread...

Dear Sharon,
You probably don't remember me...

What is there to write?
If nothings been all right...

I'm leaving here on the morning train
And I will never see this world again...

A black angel I see,
Twisted and tortured just like me...

As the long grieving days pass by
Thoughts of my life whirl away...

I was sitting in my room
Awaiting the day to end...

Words will never be enough
To what I am trying to say...

There are no possible words,
To explain the pain I feel...

Behind her mask
The pain is hidden...

I'm the darkened angel
Who's wings are tore...