It is proven by the unspoken
The silver rule still stands
With silence as a witness
And some questions filled by regret.

The truth echoes around
Everything
                      is
                           ment
                                      to
                                            be
                                                   broken

The sun rises and what seemed like
Doesn't seem so
A new day dawns
A first thought blooms:
I'm free and couldn't care less.

If I die
And you cry
Know that I admired you
And everything you do
Know that I was confused by you
And by all of your given clues
Know that I was mad at you
And what we were into
Know that I was afraid of you
And that you might knew
Know that I loved you
And that I kept loving you
When I die
And you cry

For the nights taste bitter and shallow
The night hunter fled to the ones who owe
The night hunter, who creates a red eyed soldier
Now sprinkles a blur.

He curses words with tears
Expresses time in years
Makes the poison slowly spread
'Til there is a chaos in your head

He'll crosses your path, for sure
Thoughtfully mold all what's yours
By sliding away rather than confronter
That handsome cold night hunter.