Concentrated smiles,
Watered down from the rain...

Time, a constant.
Seconds blowing in the winds of yesterday...

Whistling winds blow
between the cracks in these old walls...

Little leaf on its branch
Never fell to the ground...

It is always the same,
in the very end...

The moon shines its light upon my back,
Drowning this path in dancing shadows...

This is crushing me,
into a thousand tiny pieces...

You are the terrorist in my heart,
burying your bombs in each artery...

Heart is aching.
Pain is rising...

My mind starts to wander,
when you are near...

Falling endlessly,
through these shattered skies...

There is no point
To this rounded earth...