Авторы текста: Chris Kamper
"I still can feel your heartbeat And what did you expect? Anguish by loves or lusts relics? The warmth of thy desire Felt so cold, left thee to shame A waste of all the time you spent to breathe?" In between debris you'll leave me Broken hearted, cold as stone My world, you will be trading it for free And I can see the morning rise When you will see another dawn The ashes of the sweet moments these nights "How can you live with this concept?" How could I live without my wrath? "With deepest sorrow, dark as death..."