Many times tears are shed,
does it make us dead...

Like shiny stars, red eyes,
glowing in darkness of the night...

Waiting screams - echoing in world, howls,
our voices in darkness so complete, howls...

We wake,
I pray...

Red eyes.
Upon the dark...

Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end.
There will be no more sunrises, no days, no hours...

Here I sit, stare nothingness through my tears...
feeling how life just fall through my fingers...

In the misty void of my hollow soul
An angel appeared of the grandest kind...

Inside my mind, on darkside, there's demons hive,
through my eyes, out in the night they dive...

Rays of light, last in the sky,
with descending sun, soon to die...

With a few words, my heart is torn,
from my pain, only sorrow is born...

I see demonic shadows,
floating in the darkness...