It is not a wreck of your hopes
It is time to give up the ghost
Don't follow me into the dark
is wasted like the time before us
The rooms we used to revel in
Passion cease and life expire
Pulse that depends on wires
Death whispered and chose to guide
And now the bed is cold on my side
The shattered and the painful light
Keeping distance away from reach
It is happening again and I have no strength in me
But will you lose your faith again today?