TIME IS PASSING BY HOUR BY HOUR,

BUT FAINTED SHE LIES NAKES ON THE

FLOOR, COVERED WITH A BLACK

SHROUD AND A CUP OF BLOOD

ON THE LEFT, ON THE LEFT...

FALLING PICTURES MOVING

BETWEEN THE MEMORIES OF ALL

THE MOMENTS WHERE WE FIND

OURSELVES LOST INTO DARKNESS, DARKNESS...

COLD BLOWS THE WIND ON

WINGS OF DEATH FOR HER

LAST BREATH OF LIFE

LAST BREATH OF LIFE...

I'M THE WATERSIDE, I BREAK

THE STORM THROUGH THE CLOUDS

AND I FROST YOUR EYES FOREVER

TIME IS PASSING BY HOUR BY HOUR,

BUT FAINTED SHE LIES NAKES ON THE

FLOOR, COVERED WITH A BLACK

SHROUD AND A CUP OF BLOOD

ON THE LEFT, ON THE LEFT...

FALLING PICTURES MOVING

BETWEEN THE MEMORIES OF ALL

THE MOMENTS WHERE WE FIND

OURSELVES LOST INTO DARKNESS,

OURSELVES LOST INTO DARKNESS...

COLD BLOWS THE WIND ON

WINGS OF DEATH FOR HER

LAST BREATH OF LIFE

LAST BREATH OF LIFE...

I'M THE WATERSIDE, I BREAK

THE STORM THROUGH THE CLOUDS...

I'M THE WATERSIDE, I BREAK

THE STORM THROUGH THE CLOUDS...

COLD BLOWS THE WIND ON

WINGS OF DEATH FOR HER...

COLD BLOWS THE WIND ON

WINGS OF DEATH FOR HER...

I'M THE WATERSIDE, I BREAK

THE STORM THROUGH THE CLOUDS

COLD BLOWS THE WIND ON

WINGS OF DEATH FOR HER...

LAST BREATH OF LIFE