She calls me friend,
But how can that be...

My friend wrote this and I think it was aimed at...
I dream of you...

They suffer alone
And fade away...

While the world argues,
People suffer...

Nothing makes sense!
Everything is nonsense...

What is a day without light?
What is a tree without branches...

A flower,
It stood...

My life is a fire.
Receives the power to burn...

When walls begin to crumble,
And all your armies fall...