unconsciousness writing the scene of an end your distance sows nightmares of red to release in a state of the tragic decay they need what s to die here i try to hold back but the fire is free the pages are glowing in red as i transfer through flames i m dividing the sea the end of the story is now to be unfold i need this fire to burn out no sun can guide me through this night they bleed i weep your time til death gets short as i fall asleep the night is over now it s over now it s over now awared i am weak i take actions in sleep in the hollow i m altered i m draped i try to awake but the dream is too deep so close to the final flame that will free as the angels decease they need what s to die they need what s to be so i kiss you goodnight then they breed awake in this nightmare oh no the empty page reveals no truth no longer these tired eyes won t read this through the letters from the sunny side of this coma can t reach the darkness you are in the heat of the sun surrounds me longer the freezing deceit prevents me to see the hole of your soul is weak as a dying whisper the breath of my dreams is choking your screams