As the stars shine in their twisted sorrow
And the owls grieve a fate so hollow...

Remember me?
I am the one you pushed away...

What was sweet, now became dark
The kindness just fell apart...

There was a time when love was true
When I was lost in life's pleasure...

Oh, mirror, my mirror, who am I?
A soul, who is sick of crying alone...

Serenity hides in her eyes
No mistakes, no stupid lies...

People laughing, talking on the phone
He sat in a corner, always alone...

Poetry can erase the pain
Poetry makes me live again...

Real pain stains my heart
Endless suffer remains...

In her life, there is a hole
Tragically wounded, is her soul...

Shattered glass breaks through the ground
Confining the flames of a desperate desire...

Sick of feeling sad and alone
Craving my skin, while trying to moan...