Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?

Lord, I have loved Your sky,Be it said against or for me,Have loved it clear and high,Or low and stormy.

I exist in the depths of solitude pondering my true goal. Trying to find peace of mind and still preserve my soul.

I will die Before My Time. Because I feel the shadow's Depth. So much I wanted to accomplish. before I reached my Death.

This duo inside of me causes the perfect opportunity to live and learn twice as fast as those who choose to accept simplicity.

The day you chose to leave me it rained constantly in truth I swore the rain to be the tears of cuspids eyes.