Songs Of A Brokenhearted Soul

★Demise

Demise

I see it, the lighting of the sad dawn.

Wish I were those specks of light on your face,

Touching the bold face of yours in smeared fawn.

Consciously, you've reached the end of the race.

Red eyes, numbing heart, I can't stop crying.

Even if I were to cross the hell first.

I'll reach the fervid dream you left fighting.

Hope I could still curl my hand into fist.

Dreaming, I couldn't reach it without you.

My life is naught when I'm in solitude;

A wilting flower starts to fade its hue.

It's me, the flower without fortitude.

I'm cold as ice, saved by your sacrifice.

Rolled like a dice, your end is my demise.