Seek another
Find another...

Should I have changed?
Was it all a big waste...

I lay at night a think of you
I pray and hope my dreams come true...

People teach you all your life
That death isn't the end...

The clock is always ticking
My end will come soon...

As the moon rises I see the path
Of burning buildings and flying ash...

Daths is a gift to those who wait
To travel through heavens great gates...

I sit here waiting day and night
Dormant till the time is right...

When you finally thought all was well
The dream comes to an end...

Flames filled her eyes
And sorrow her heart...

People teach you all your life
That death isn’t the end...