| A pale light guides through the dark pages of my life. | |
| Blood is ink in my book of pain and sorrow, | |
| which write and I ignore when this is going to end. | |
| Is there anyway to escape | |
| Faithful dreams of glory now fade away, | |
| falling down to the ocean like rain | |
| The dreams I once had now they're fantasy. | |
| Death closed the door blinding my eyes | |
| from the light that I cannot see | |
| When the rain caressed my skin, | |
| when I faced the raging wind, | |
| my spirit was alive, but now is dead. | |
| I feel nothing but pain, I feel nothing but hate | |
| and everything becomes dust | |
| I've been all my life chasing falling stars, | |
| through the dark paths, day and night. | |
| The light that once shone to guide me home, | |
| now is gone forever more | |
| Shadows dance in the horizon | |
| as I wait for the end | |
| Nothing but ashes will remain | |
| the dust that once was me |