Forgive Me. Last Drop Of Life. The Old Railway. Zeneszám

Old place...so forgotten
you were here...beyond the light
hanged trust..ripped promises
innocence died within the night

you were here ..
with a thorn and roses
Failure won...
and then you left

And this w as written, my destiny
and you have flown toward the skies

cold face...so distorted
I was here..searching the right
I found you bleeding with broken wings...
with a slit wrist...and skin so white