• a single rose scattered with the ashes taken by the wind
    breathing new flames into the hearts of the unborn
    a hollow bell rings through the sky as sorrow aproches
    all happyness fades
    with a heavenly blow the earth is stricken in fear
    as they ly this poor soul to his grave
    his stone is a pillow for those who comfort for his dead memories
    his heart forever beats with the slowing of time
    time in wich his love seemed wasted

    his emptyness is all thats left of him taken by the meger gods
    peacefull was he who turned in his grave till you woke him
    for his true misery began when you stole his love
    for his heart did not beat to the swaying of her voice
    may his life rest with death's embrace
    for her kiss was divine
    to save this poor lost soul