A withered rose
In a corner of your heart
A withered sentiment
That our nights will come back
I am waiting alone
Cold and shapeless
A figure of forgetfullness
Without words or thoughts
Rest in peace my world
With all your laws and lies
I shall meet my lord
And steal back my time
One can forget a song
One can forget his own
One can’t forgive the sight
That one once had in the light
Embrace me with thy wings
Lay down beside my sins
The crown shall fit our heads
Together, alone, we tread
Long gone, away
Far from time and space
In the shadow of heavens
I wait for you, my grace