It was a simple promise that she made. I waited...
Time past through- with seconds ticking loudly in...

Same sound, same size,
marching with the same footsteps...

Every move you make,
Reminds me of a note...

What a deadly and silent night,
Remain not even fear...

As the merciful melodies of 12 clock ticks,
The night screamed, silently...

Walk down the ile,
into the madness...

How many roads would I need to take,
Before she fall from grace...