(Dedicated to all those who have suffered in silence) A small diary found in a forgotten loft Faded witness of distant times Pale writing...of a dead boy Wasted shots of a remote reality They breed ravaging memories Stolen feelings – details of life Daily adolescent recollections… invade my mind A cold autumn day, a trip with my friends A tormenting image... and that boy dressed in black! A cold autumn day, Lady Pain is here An image of d**h, a scream in my head! I fear that my feelings are useless Our games and those strange things... Recollections of a boy and his unforgettable voice; In memory of the innocent ones Of all those souls betrayed by ignorance An image of d**h, a scream in my head... "…Joey…" I'll pretend not to remember, again and again… I'll shield my essence, my pride, my consciousness… I know that a tear could slash my face A blue point on an endless white space I'll shield my essence, my pride, my consciousness… "Everything happened in just a moment Time of a breath, and I was lonely with my regret, With my pain Time cannot soothe a memory; that strange laugh, Sunny days, the yellow dress A flower for a memory" A cold autumn day, a trip with my friends A tormenting image... and that boy dressed in black! A cold autumn day, Lady Pain is here An image of d**h, a scream in my head! "…Joey…"