I regret I'm pain
I am paralyzed
Good days are gone
October meet moonrise
I am forced back
To place you had died
I found your dress, it holds your scent
My eyes was full of tears

As light swiftly drown
Strong wings of grief is spread
I flee through time
Your likeness comes again

In my dreams
I see you alive
All is the same
And sun plays in your hairs

My mind's too weak
To remember
Time – worst enemy
Erasing me

My nerve strings pitched
Night weaves nostalgic
Drowsing oblivion
Terrible sights

Many words are dead
Many deeds to proof your life was good
Are undone...