... my heart seems to stop, my mind seems on hold, evrey touch is painful, evrey color is turned gray befor my eyes, and even the suns warm touch is avoiding my skin.

maby it's just to day, maby it's just the month, the year or the endless time in my life.
maby i should strangle the little light that keep me alive, turn down the flame,
kill the wind, sing the last song to the earth, and give my last touch to the blazing stream.

hope have failed, grass turnd gray, the wind given it's last kiss, the earth it's last life, the water standing still, dead like the failing flame. my heart have broken.

the gate's are closing, it's the last stand, there are cracks in the wall's, we have to hold, it's the heart that we protect, what happends if we fail ? will we die ? will we crumple ?
and if we do what will show ? what do we have that they do not know, what is secret ? what is safe ? do we have anything left to protect in this game ?

the world seems to end, for both you and me, we lost this game, lost this fight, what did we lose but our will to life ?