Small beads of light shining through this fog
Endearing warmth piercing the frost...

"Quiet stillness of the night
The guide and ferryman of my only fate...

The shiver of the power of desire
A white-hot inferno burning inside...

Ghostly impressions of imature love
Is all that this hate left behind...

All i feel is a rose on my grave,
the warm touch of bloody petals...

Light…no more… for tonight
I’ll see you in my dreams...

Breathing…taking in this subtle sweet ocean...
the sand…running along my pale skin...

One more night…Cold as the icy sea…
alone…no more pain...