And ill be standin there,watchin u play wit my feathers;i see a wink of greed in ur eyes.so fragile though...as if, u will be so innocent wen i will witness dem being torn bad, as though u were free of the guilt.

You've dreamed a reality to breath wishes from our hearts, I say, I'm not surprised that your death will pay me a life, a soundless, a silence so loud killing me still forever within but not dying.

The stars come from towns ever hidden, It's leegends ever known, It's earth pale as snow, Its trees bore no fruits for me to drink with my desires, foretold that its rain will wash me away like a dead grey soul floating with my gowns torn apart.