My name is Wind,
When I'm happy I'll bring a calm and cool breeze...

The dark moon held in hand,
Connected by only a chain...

Battered, bruised,
Beaten, broken...

Is it worth it,
To live behind a fake smile...

Dear love...

It didn't take long for you to capture my heart,
It all happened at the very start...

Some ride bulls, some ride broncs, some will even...
To best describe them, we can only use two names...

It was not what his mind was thinking,
It was what his soul was speaking...

Bright orange and red flames arose,
As I incinerated everything that was composed...

Lovely flowers grow at the touch of her fingers,
On the roses, on the thorns, my poison lingers...

Too many thoughts run through my mind,
Not enough time to break these chains that bind...

Sleepless nights, restless days
Hardly breathing, barely alive...