When the sun begins to retire
As the faded man in the moon slowly expires...
Window closed,
curtains drawn...
A number of choice is in its name
Bad luck foretold is its game...
Time against us
i feel u leaving us...
You come home again in the early morning
Reeking of another woman's perfume...
Color swirling around me
I open my eyes, It is all dark...
Wings that vary any way
Are on a creature that cannot stay...
Every night it is the same
As he waits for sleep to come...
Truth be told of this night
A faded start, no more light...
The city was dark, drowned into the silence of...
Deep within the silver mist a white silhouette was...
Tortured homes,
chains and bones...
In the dark she stands alone,
A place where she'll never be known...