The wind blows the flowers petals away,
and I want to go with them.
I want to get away from the place
where they think I'm their gem.

Let me ride the wings of the winds
until I reach the western isles.
I want to be free of my pain,
get rid of these foul trials.

I just want to be free of this pain,
destroy my soul if you must.
I want the wind to take me
to lands far away, while I ride the gust.

I can feel myself
slipping away.
I can feel myself fading
without delay.

I hold a lit torch
to save me from the dark.
I hear a nightingale
when I want to hear a lark.

I used to think that light
and dark were the same.
But now I know
that one is more tame.

Save me from the light
because all I know is the dark.
Bring me the nightingale,
and destroy the lark.

Time has no beginning,
nor does it have an end.
So why would it be any different
with you as my friend?

Time will still tick on,
even if I die.
But even as I say it,
I know it's a lie.

For me time will stop,
it will no longer continue.
All I need is to wait for god
to want his revenue.

This world is broken,
shattered into a million pieces.
The future of our species,
does your god release.

We are left alone on this world,
left out like insects to die.
"Everything is fine."
Why would you lie?

Am I the only one who can see
that we are past saving?
It is chaos and destruction,
that our species is craving.

The world is broken,
but we can make something new from the pieces.
And if we do that,
our success of survival increases.

The darkness of the water surrounds me,
engulfing the flame of my life.
The light of the sun has been erased,
Cut like paper with a knife.

The rope hangs above me,
the stool is still and my feet.
But it has been cut a long time ago,
So it I cannot defeat.

The scars on my arm are real,
just like the moon and the sun.
But the sun is dark,
the world no longer is fun.

I sit down and look at the desolate sky.
Why was I here?
Why must I be punished?
What is it that I fear?

One day the darkness will recede,
and I will bring  forth the light.
One day I will stop suffering,
and stop the eternal fight.

But the darkness will always be around me,
and I will never be set free.

There will be days when the sun forgets to rise,
and the moon lives on in the sky.
There will be days when the stars forget to shine,
and we are forced to ask why.

But we will still love the memories of them,
we will always remember them in our minds.
The light that brought us joy may have disappeared,
but it's not the last of it's kind.

So grab your shoes and grab your canes,
and go outside to dance in the rain.
Because we don't live in the past, but in the future.
Where there only exists joy and pain.

So don't forget who you are,
it doesn't matter if you have scars.

Here I lay in my coffin,
with a heart that won't stop beating.
I exist only to give you caution.
Of the enemy I won't be defeating.

I lie dead here in my wake.
No matter what I try, I can't stop time.
I guess you could say that it's my fate,
because I committed such a heinous crime.

I cannot stop myself from transforming.
I have lost the fight against myself.
The play I will be performing
has been put back on the shelf.

So I warn you of my enemy.
The last person you want to meet.
He is hidden inside of me,
and he is someone you don't want to greet.