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

Flames filled her eyes
And sorrow her heart...

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

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

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

Seek another
Find another...

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

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

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

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

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