I open the door,
There is a creak in the floor...

First glance
Second chance...

All the times you say to me,
You are my true friend...

Everyone all over the world
is intitled to their rights...

Softly gliding
Falling down...

It started with the headaches
And next the strange illusions...

Friends are there,
because they care...

Hear the cries of a tortured soul,
In a room ever-so haunting...

No other words can describe how I feel since I...
I could possibly say that my happy days are very...

Well, here I am another death, another time.
Writing about a loss is the most important crime...

Ever since I left.
All those years ago...

My thoughts are distant,
Why can't anybody here my screams...