I have so many vases - black with metal flowers.
I have a life, I´ve never wished
but always longing to enjoy.
I have a life and a soul I am proud of.
But so lonely and empty they are...
and also filled with egocentric creatures
sucking all my dreams and powers.
I waited to become like them,
to stone my bleeding heart,
to lose ability to dream
of that nobility someone to share my feelings...
I wait for my eyes to run out of tears.
I wish only to meet no more fears.
But my will is getting weaker
and the pain just stronger and deeper.
I will keep painting faces I will never see
I will keep writing songs
which I will never sing
I will keep smiling even in my grave
cuz nameless are my love and brave.
I take every torture you give me
though I have another chance.
Love will not come to embrace me,
so homeless I'm fated to be,
dreamless and voiceless - a shadow of me.
