…Remember when we used to look how sun sets far away? And how you said: "This is never over" I believed your every word and I guess you did too But now you say : "Hey, let's think this over" You take my hand and pull me…

…Nocturnal poetry Dressed in the whitest silver, you'd smile at me Every night I wait for my sweet Selene But, still Solitude's upon my skin A life that's bound by the chains of reality Would you let me be your Endymion…

…Sign an aberration Your low down to damnation When the rest is an illustration Predicts the tribulation Could the keys give you hope To live in a dream Let the music grow When your eyes close from the vast plotting of…