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I await the twilight to whisper its laments, tearing away the peaceful glow

(As if) waving a false farewell, the pain that hides beneath the hollow

Immobile afront evening shade, manipulation of sadness

Faded afternoon, enlightened now by the moon

Longing, a pale icy-touched spectre blowing the wind until it touches the tallest trees

No one can see, touch or even hear me, further proof that I don't exist

If I could feel just one more time all that I felt, maybe I would be visible to someone nowadays

Nearby the narrow margin where the leaks sound echoes

Into the sea of haze, lonely clouds don't appear

When the rain begin to fall my heart throbed to thrill

Making all contrastless, what was one day filled

Depressing way to return home, lighthouse that didn't shine

Hovering among the coldmurky waves, spirit that scream and cry

Darkness dissipates when I step onto the shore

Remnants full of emptiness, death was the one who drove

Sat over moistened stones, knowing the fence was there

Almost asleep from tiredness, if I die nobody will care

Arduous cycle

Deep eyes, devoid of all hope

Shifting through a new unending episode

Despair arise shrouded into a profound dream

The end so far

As I watched the trees passing fast, In the lapse of a moment everything distorted

Alike a soul's upliftment, shy and shivering

Veiled below the infert soil, obscured paths that guide the depart

Made for me not made for you and so I finally reach

The end so far