The air is wet tonight, I’m staring at a frozen sky.
Wind has chilled me to the bones but I’m still searching for you.
The wind’s just saying your name, again, in my ears...your voice...

But my voice of madness’s shouting louder, I’m beaten by thoughts that hit me harder, I scream alone, I cry alone and I dream of you.

Fighting till the end of my lonely days, longing for that moment when you breathe again, grabbing at the taste of a memory, I’m swearing to the heavens that I won’t be saint.

I will be like you.

I dare to look around whispering I'm safe and sound.
People linger in the dark searching for their long lost love.
Facing all my fears till my dying day, crawling in the dawn of the rising day, I will follow all the signs that you left to me. I’m swearing to the heavens that I won't be saint, that I will be just like you!

I'd wait for the sky to fall on the earth just to reach that shining cage and set you free from the greedy Eternity.

I'd sacrifice my soul to break the bonds that tie you up to that Damned Paradise.

I’m beaten by thoughts that hit me harder and I scream alone, I cry alone and I dream of you!

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