Sitting on the edge of a pier,
staring at the silent lake...

Tranquil breeze,
bearing silently...

The beginning of dawn as the skies turn red,
laying on the ground with my arms stretched...

Each night
Solace descends...

An illegitimated dream of failing desire
Burning obscurely in my deserted heart...

Smouldering beneath the rebels of my heart
my soul crippled by your heartless lies...

Crimson blood seeping
Through the walls, of a frail heart...

Walking along the shore with persuaded heart,
Your memories are lost among the stars...