Painted with red trails
Cold and white insecurity
Song of wind slowly fades
Calling melody through the night
Embrace of frozen arms holding me tight
Sharp razor is the remedy
Sweet poison is my cure
Dark door to the only memory
Path leading to the times so pure
While heart still beats hope is the only dream
The only way to escape from lustful sin
Children playing in a field, kite flying high
In daydream nightmare, in scary moonlight
Birds singing a lullaby, nightingale is still locked in the cage
Heart slowly turns into frozen dust, I cannot escape
Lying in cold arms of silence
Flowing with ghost river waters
Sunshine turned into darkness
Eyes deeper than thousand oceans
Watching me till the last heartbeat
Till my last breath, till my last dream
My path led me to the shadows
Last oath became pale shade of eternity
Broken mirrors of tomorrow
Lies lost in forlorn dusty memory
Snowpath will hide footprints so small
Cold wind will take that silent call
Waters of dark lake will keep her last fall
Forgive the verse and the writer’s hand
Follow me into lost paradise of Neverland
Glass of ice cristal purity
Painted with red trails
Cold and white insecurity
Song of wind slowly fades
Calling melody through the night
Embrace of frozen arms holding me tight