1. WHEN MY ASHES TOUCH THE SUN

My mind is begging to start but my hands betray,
The mist inside my eyes appears always in silence,

Dither, is might. Is this the beginning of the end?
Dreams and truths are inside of me. No eternity!
Ask yourself...

God, Forgive me...

Ask to yourself just once who you are?
Fanciful of just mad? Lost soul lost...

When we close our eyes we think of dreams,
Of dreams that never realized.
Sometimes we feel the pain,
But our ashes don't touch the Sun...
Lost in own tale dreams...
Are those real of just shaking reflections
Of my mind?

Despair is in me again, is this that soon?
Pain not cries anymore, only echoes
Crowded by the darkness,
I wish they see, people who live for eternity,
I wish someone holds my hand..
Wishes are torn apart with despairs in my last breath.

If the expectation and longings have gone,
If reveries are only echoes of my sick mind,
And I'm still alone... mornings are still dark?