See me now through the eyes of death, Love me now with your every breath…

Before they dress me in black, And leave me in abyss to rot, Hug me one last time, And through my icy cold breathing, Hear my deceased heart saying, Darling I will love you deep, From my eternal chamber of sleep…

And if you ever remember my grave my love, Leave some flowers, letter and kisses, To keep me warm in your memories, I shall wait patiently to meet you again…

Who you see in mirror is lonely, Reflections are nothing but a work of truth, We are the soldiers without a war, Betrayed once again by the lines…

My promised land, your heart, I am here, your believer, As I kiss your holy feather feet, A thousand times as a prayer and wait, For you to lift the veil and let me in, Oh it’s a long pilgrimage into you…

All she need is someone, To buy her all her fun, She looks so happy in that smile, She is content all the while, But she knows deep within her heart, It won’t last her all the mile…

Thy praises I sang night and day, Life was blur but better this way, Now you left and so did my smile, Memories they ache and difficult to hide…

She is the room I lock myself in, When I try to hide from my life. It’s her smile that I use, To erase those unholy hours. For she is the real gardener of my soul…

It’s her gift that I smile, More often than I could. It’s her gift that I love, More often than I would. It’s her gift that I believe in living, More often than I should…