TIME IS PASSING BY HOUR BY HOUR,   BUT FAINTED SHE LIES NAKES ON THE   FLOOR, COVERED WITH A BLACK   SHROUD AND A CUP OF BLOOD   ON THE LEFT, ON THE LEFT...   FALLING PICTURES MOVING   BETWEEN THE MEMORIES OF ALL   THE MOMENTS WHERE WE FIND   OURSELVES LOST INTO DARKNESS, DARKNESS...   COLD BLOWS THE WIND ON   WINGS OF DEATH FOR HER   LAST BREATH OF LIFE   LAST BREATH OF LIFE...   I'M THE WATERSIDE, I BREAK   THE STORM THROUGH THE CLOUDS   AND I FROST YOUR EYES FOREVER   TIME IS PASSING BY HOUR BY HOUR,   BUT FAINTED SHE LIES NAKES ON THE   FLOOR, COVERED WITH A BLACK   SHROUD AND A CUP OF BLOOD   ON THE LEFT, ON THE LEFT...   FALLING PICTURES MOVING   BETWEEN THE MEMORIES OF ALL   THE MOMENTS WHERE WE FIND   OURSELVES LOST INTO DARKNESS,   OURSELVES LOST INTO DARKNESS...   COLD BLOWS THE WIND ON   WINGS OF DEATH FOR HER   LAST BREATH OF LIFE   LAST BREATH OF LIFE...   I'M THE WATERSIDE, I BREAK   THE STORM THROUGH THE CLOUDS...   I'M THE WATERSIDE, I BREAK   THE STORM THROUGH THE CLOUDS...   COLD BLOWS THE WIND ON   WINGS OF DEATH FOR HER...   COLD BLOWS THE WIND ON   WINGS OF DEATH FOR HER...   I'M THE WATERSIDE, I BREAK   THE STORM THROUGH THE CLOUDS   COLD BLOWS THE WIND ON   WINGS OF DEATH FOR HER...   LAST BREATH OF LIFE