The sunset paints my feelings
While the sky reflection represent my inner self...

Years ago my life was but faith
living each day with no hope for another...

I will gather every tear you ever shade
bathe in it for my soul to be cleansed...

Palace are bountiful
Beautiful like Paris...

I dream of her,
the very precious beauty I once held in my arms...

It was but a suicide note
left to direct the living...

Spanish.
Cuando todos los dioses caen muertos...

Do not wonder, that I waited long to tell you I...
do not cry for not taking me seriously...

The truth is,
Wish I could take advantage of the weather and...

Scrabbled words,
from a shattered heart...

I couldn't love her more
than I loved myself...

My heart is inflated,
with emotions...