[Music: Campilho Lyrics: Dias]



["This one is another bitter letter to a finally forgotten one. It talks about good memories falling apart, when you look at old pictures and cannot feel the happiness you had when you took them. Everything begins to die when we no longer regard these moments as eternal, even though we have always known nothing is. When we can imagine something dead, this thing is already dying."]



Almost catching the spirit again 

Recovering my deeds done in vain 

All the tears that I have shed 

When my ways were all misled 

Have shown me the other face of fate 

Have taught me the real meaning of hate 

Colliding truth and dreams - reality is worse than it seems 



Searching, never finding the touch of God on my face 

The moment I died is written on the wall: 

a picture of me waiting on your fall 



Almost reaching the silence again 

It keeps surrounding me until I surrender 

Thoughts bringing kindness and anger 

Both life and death embrace me together 

Shall I decide the side I'm in forever? 

Always at war with my conscience 

breathing the losses of existence 



Building reasons to believe the lie 

Words smell like past - shall I speak my last 

forging limits to my private sky 

could not be that fast - afterlife's one more test