Exile
I Can Feel The Hours Passed My Life
Left To Be What No One Ever Wants To Be
Silence As I Sit By Her Bed
Gazing The Skies
Her Eyes No More Do Shine A Light
Came Riding In The Morninglight
They Wanted To Destroy Us
The Fire In Their Eyes
The Last Thought In Her Mind
The Pain Of Heart She Feels
But The Only Death Is Real
Due The Rage Of War
Her Presence Don't Lingers Any More
Though I Tried To Heal
Though I To Reach
Nothingness Is All , I Feel
Her Chosen Exile
I Can Feel The Walls Are Closig In
She Chose To Be
What No One Wanted Her To Be
So Real
The Dream She Thinks She's Living
I May Not Join
The Frail World That She'd Create