I forged from broken Dreams of Reality
All Dreams of You will Fade in Dusty Night
But this One will Echo in Voice of Eternity.
Bought with Curse of My own Bliss,
With Love I spent the Last of Words
No one to Blame…My Fault was Blind.
But now My Words are Full of Death
So Empty and so Cold is Breath
Without Your Smile and without Faith.
With the Cloak and Hope of Youth
Ever Lost in Stars and Slumber
On the Road to Pathless Dream…
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