Dreaming of a silent place,
where all this dies and only I will stay
and all the memories are gone
and all the fires can be alone.
Where I can reach out to the sky
and fall asleep.
Good night,
my dying heart.
Hello? Do you know my name?
There's darkness creeping into my soul.
Will you visit hell with me?
Don't go insane, I already am.
Will you touch my skin, are you ready to burn?
Trust me, you will find peace
all alone.
