I saw life that's fading out,   Steams of souls I breathe.   Eyes of beauty staring rigid,   Tell me all I want to know.      Stars reflect in my gem stones,   Shaking fingers touch your skin.   I bring you my necklace,   Make it trip on your neck.      I read the suffer,   In eyes of dead.   I feel the cold wind,   Of your last breath.      Two months're gone and I stay,   Kneeling here before your grave.   I take what you were wearing.   I can see my destiny.      I read the suffer,   In eyes of dead.   I feel the cold wind,   Of your last breath.      In flames of troubles,   I lock in my world.   I've found my paradise,   But I lost my soul...