Your cigarette-scented fingers, touching my lips..
And the shiver it sends within...

I would be heartless if i could,
For i've known much about love already...

Trials and tribulations..
Have shaked my once solid ground...

I may have become bitter,
and as cold as ice...

So peaceful is the dark,
So quiet, so serene...

I never thought i could have recovered.
But on the shoulders of pain, I've returned...

War.
Life is a constant state of war...

The sky like a piece of canvas..
Colorful colors of blue, peach and pink...

Of one thing I am sure,
The days of your tyranny are almost done...

I went to hell and came back,
Luckily, I've found my track...

When i look at your eyes,
I see nothing but defeat and self-loathing...

Remember me when the stars twinkle,
Remember me when the moon shines at night...