Fall for a heart without a sin
For a soul without emotion
My memories are lost within
A sea full of devotion
Take care of my lost leaves
Of the things I held so close
Before my life has ended here
Buried under a black rose
I touch your wings which seem so close
But fall to the ground from which you rose
I see my fall in your clear eyes
As my hand touches yours -
it dies.



in my own ashes
i am standing without a soul