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