I am the one, to which you'll go
   You are the one, from which I'll run...
  
   Fading to grey, the wanton pray
  
   You'll find shelter, I'll find none
   I'll leave you pointless life undone
  
   Breathing your days, my anguish stays
  
   Fate of my face, I've seen your face
   I turn and run, you'll have no place
  
   Time is the father, in my corrupt mind
   Pain, echoes, in the silent sky...
   Remember life now?