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)