Time has turned scars into wounds
That are bleeding reminiscence...

I don't know why I'm still living
When life could be already ceased...

All days are the same: morning, city, the crowd.
Life's not going forward, it's moving around...

"I miss you" -
My cold lips scream out in whisper...

There is nothing more to mourn,
Not a soul to cry about...

I've broken through the walls of fear,
Dishonesty and hate...

Raindrops,
Quietly falling from skies...

I met you when I was half-way to nowhere;
I followed my heart, and I was not mistaken...

Shards of glass in a fatal wound,
No more worries - I'm leaving soon...

Breathing in heavy air of lies,
Hiding grief in this bitter wine...

The sweetest of all the bitter grieves,
The mystery, then undiscovered...

The cold sky above me is crying
To meet my last day, one more story is over...