There is a time when the light becomes
Invisible to the eye and you can see the darkness
In all its glory and nakedness,
A solemn moment, a line drawn by the hand of God
That separates the now from what is yet to come
A starlight beam that cast a shadow on a memory within

Like the rain in the winter is my existence here
Unclaimed by the Goddess Fortune,
So lovely, yet so miserable this soul that agonizes in pain
And all the rivers that flow inside my soul
From head to toes they all leave scars and carve
Deep trails down to my bones, until I die

Walk with me towards sweet cruelty
Bear with me this feeling...