These nights! Ruthless, assassins my dreams
These moments! Scanty with no reasons to live
I ended up like nothing, was just left alone
And in the end, I am all alone with nothing inside me
Memories of mahogany dreams of relishing silver nights
A darkness of enchanted holy nightmare, all evoking chimes
The rain bird sings songs of a delayed prophet, at the end
And the chocking one lies on the floor, numb and cries
Control of emotions, when thee barely control thou
Yet shall I be recalling my father, scanty eyes reciting
An epic of a paramour,...
