Walking on the damp soil

Into the infinity of my thoughts

Rain hides my sensations

And makes disappear my perception of time

Crawling seeking comfort between ethereal teardrops

I think about the past and it can't no longer be

Glimmers of life with you

With your contact with your wishes

I could finally be a part of this weak race

That loves suffers and hopes

Hopes in a world always pleased and joyful

What a pathetic belief

When all that I desired believed and lived falls to pieces

Where are you when my world is coming to end

Only your voice

Could save me from this void

'Cause this will be my last cut