What have i done?   I've cracked the wings with my hands   the picture is melting down   in vain, i try to paint it again      But this time it's too late   my dream has gone away   too late for anything   anytihg, but you're still inside of me      No one understands   all my words lost at the end   how can it be this way?   The dead are bleeding like the life      But this time it's too late   my dream has gone away   too late for anything   anytihg, but you're still inside of me