The dust of his soul
A wind of forgotten
He walks on unfamiliar place
Everybody looks at him with a broken smile
He was welcome in the land of forgotten
He was forgotten
His song
His popularity
They all forgot about him
No one will ever remember him
The dust of his body is gradually fading
The song that he writes was forgotten
The memories that of him
It is slowly fading
The last person who can remember him
Ramina was the last person
Who will remember him
But Ramina is slowly forgot him
Before he fade away from the world of the death
He wish that before he left the world of the death
"Before I vanished to this world I wish that I will leave this world with a sword in my head but I will be remember not forgotten."
He was slowly fading until the dust become a wind of forgotten
