I hate my self as I’m human,
I hate my self as I’m selfish...

So many things have reached the heart of mine,
So many have devour into past and time...

Darken streets you hold so many secrets,
Hunted by two shadows, by two lovers...

On the ashes of our youth,
No wind endures a lonely truth...

A dream made to disappear into the vague sensation...
A sentiment so profound that even the most...