She sits on her throne.
the only thing she loves...

You haven't done anything wrong in days
Everything was relaxed, but you were getting...

There is a story I want to tell
Some may find it scary as hell...

The time of beauty and stars passed away
It was lived sincerely and spontaneously...

You can cry.
You can smile...

Where are you?
Can you see me through your hazel eyes...

This night came down upon me with breathtaking...
Spread all over me its melancholic strength...

Trouble is following me,
in every step of my miserable life...

The wounds on her body will heal with time
If life allows her to feel good enough to say that...

Walking trough the lonely nights,
Trying to find lights that are shining bright...

If you could just feel the pain
Settling inside of me...

Where are you at this moment?
Wouldn't it be good to know it...