As I sink deep within the dark hole,
pieced by morning melodies sorbering through faces,
the cold and dark times befall upon my hive,
and heaven shuts it's gates by gray shades.

As the ringing bells of bitterness bruises from within me,
and raizor sharp air vibrating within my chest,
cutting my soul from rest,
drumed by hopes and bleeding passion.

Haunted by fears and tears,
forever remaining symbolic to my days,
my path of warmth and laughter smiles are doomed,
as I remained in shadowed Conners,
awaiting for the day I rise again.

Minning for my rays of hopes,
reflecting rainbow colours upon my desires,
in the end I came to realise that:
my life will never be the same again.