The most awaited moment...

Will the sun shine again for me?
Won't the darkness be stronger?
Why do I have to feel this?

Wouldn't be easier just blind my eyes?
Instead of forcing me to see in the dark something I cannot see?

Wouldn't be easier just pull my heart out?
Instead of waiting me divide it by myself inside my dying body?


But now it doesn't matter anymore for me...
My eyes are too full of blood tears to see anything...
And...
My heart is to weak to pulse again...


I'm just waiting you...
To wipe my tears away...
And rebirth my life with your delicate touch...
While I hear you whispering...
in that sublime voice...
"Let's go to the paradise..."