There is a dreamer
deep inside...

They fall slow
but ever so much...

I look at the mirror
I cannot see my face...

I live in the darkness
licking my wounds...

Looking into nothing
I feel the feeling of something...

Please, don't love me.
I have a cursed heart...

The oceans are dry
Gray is the sky...

As I lay on the ground,
I feel myself found...

Sitting in the dark, I see the fire grow
I look around for leaves to throw...

As the waves crash on the shore
I feel the cold water on the floor...

As the wind whispers a soft hiss
listen carefully, listen to this...

As I fall on my back
A red river flows from me...