| Poetry of Death |
| Do you remember when we both watched the stars Can you recall the thoughts we did for their airy dance It's what I'm doing now with my own life; I make it fast, I make it lust living for the moment's light I've missed the days; I've missed the nights I've missed the sun, the moon my life's flaming eyes I ride the wind, I touch the stars, I blow away I wanna taste what fairytales say My life, I feel her vibes she makes me shine My life, fulfils my soul, she makes me strong |