In the air of desire the memories sleep,
Beside the river of winter,
Beyond the moment of time,
In the stillness of harmony,
On an abandoned shore,
In a restless silent night,
Beneath the surface of shivering skin.
In silence do I make confessions that chaos creates,
A confession whose echo reverberates in every thing I touch.
My demons have run awild and the devil is here to collect.
Run away little boy.
Run away, alone, with devouring tears.
The mountain of secrets I hid within has finally crumbled down.
With bloody eyes I will witness the ashes of burnt leaves,
The leaves of secrets.
Run away little boy,
From one hell to another.