I see before my eyes
Death and sorrow...

My smile
My mask...

Cutting through the pain is a silver knife
It is too late now this poor life...

The sun goes down
The shadows stir...

My silent tears
Cascade upon my face...

Sadness
Tears...

My tears fall to the ground
Although they do not make a sound...

Red are the tears
Flowing down through the years...

Death and sadness
Caused by these wars...

Wandering slowly through a haunted life
In no real direction, just lost in the night...

What do you mean,
When you tell me it will be ok...

Tears of blood
Across the plain...