Sitting under this tree I speak to myself
Rumblings of the storm can portray my life
Every drop of it reminds me of a tear
Every second is moving like its an year
Drenched in the rain so lonley I cry
Left my heart away I let it to fly
Lost its wings and fell in thorns
Killed itself it couldnt take pain upon
Groped like a satans claw, came the solitariness
Tore my soul apart, draged me into emptiness
In my dear's dream I live
As long as my soul survive
Worse grew to worst
And my heart became hard
As long as you hate
Grows my love
An unfilled or... rather to be said.. when am in trance.. :)
