Who will be my love

My savior my guide

When I cross the line of the no time 

The smell of dawn

The chime of the knell

Displacing my soul into the dark cage



What's the point of life when hate is everything

What is the use of me when fear is getting me



In this form I cannot be whole

In this life I can't survive

Through my life time is passing by

Now I see I cannot die



Searching for source

Of restorer of morphe

I felt the breath of solitary whisper



You have got to fall

On the bottom of life

To be displaced into the dark cage