I regret I'm pain I am paralyzed Good days are gone October meet moonrise I am forced back To place you had died I found your dress, it holds your scent My eyes was full of tears As light swiftly drown Strong wings of grief is spread I flee through time Your likeness comes again In my dreams I see you alive All is the same And sun plays in your hairs My mind's too weak To remember Time – worst enemy Erasing me My nerve strings pitched Night weaves nostalgic Drowsing oblivion Terrible sights Many words are dead Many deeds to proof your life was good Are undone...