We all will die,
Only some will fly...

The morbid thoughts in my head,
Flowing from my heart, to hell instead...

Staggering lifelessly,
Remembering those words...

Give me a pen,
I'll write you a song...

Desperate,
We wait and see...

Calling, I hear the voices,
Trembling, I feel the pain...

Vibrant red silk,
Covering my flesh...

Tall and beautiful,
A lady walks in peace...

I feel you,
I taste your breath...

Of life to live,
And death to give...

Right now,
I'm waiting at home...

After every fall we take,
Before every move we make...