I saw life that's fading out,

Steams of souls I breathe.

Eyes of beauty staring rigid,

Tell me all I want to know.



Stars reflect in my gem stones,

Shaking fingers touch your skin.

I bring you my necklace,

Make it trip on your neck.



I read the suffer,

In eyes of dead.

I feel the cold wind,

Of your last breath.



Two months're gone and I stay,

Kneeling here before your grave.

I take what you were wearing.

I can see my destiny.



I read the suffer,

In eyes of dead.

I feel the cold wind,

Of your last breath.



In flames of troubles,

I lock in my world.

I've found my paradise,

But I lost my soul...