"I still can feel your heartbeat
And what did you expect?
Anguish by loves or lusts relics?
The warmth of thy desire
Felt so cold, left thee to shame
waste of all the time you spent to breathe?"

In between debris you'll leave me
Broken hearted, cold as stone
My world, you will be trading it for free

And I can see the morning rise
When you will see another dawn
The ashes of the sweet moments these nights

"How can you live with this concept?"
How could I live without my wrath?
"With deepest sorrow, dark as death..."