Life seems to faded
But the morning glory
Is still out there As slowly i move
Closer by your side
And the fragile soul dis-appears
Luring me into the
Shades of the nights And i am dying fast
into your image of kites Limbs are acting flawless
And the breath comes out In white colors
Which draws me a line
Severing my inflamed life
And my Endless patience seems
Distant far away Facing the shroud's Nightmare As slowly i move
Withering rapidly in your tears
Falling apart into the
Shades of the nights (And i am dying fast)