This is the reflection of a desperating voice...Appearing in the twilight, my sound turns moist...Fall deep into the calm, she sings to me...An ever-wish that won't-be, my sold eternity...So I colapse myself into chechior dreams...Holding her embracements, I begin-to-see...Alone in me is you & its my song that she sung...Decorating in the sun, it grew & with it, life begun...An angel gave it to me & I brought life...Whispering in my dreams, I sought night...This closure in a heavenly symphony, I-CRY...This dawn is awake & now her pedals turned dry...I'll put it in a box & inprison her in my dressor...This is where it stops...........'nothing lives forever"...