(Guitar solo)

Verse 1

Blood stained iris,

Holding your very last glimpse as hostage.

Cold wind won't freeze,

Ripping flesh from heart to send a message.

Verse 2

Skin made of rust,

Tingling at the prospect of your caress.

Won't bite the dust,

For I can now comprehend your message.

(Guitar solo)


Standing underneath the open skies,

At the bosom of all that will cease to exist someday,

I see a dream with wide open eyes,

Of faded rainbows drowning in oceans on a warm May.

(Guitar solo)


Do go on with your life,

Because nothing's real and nothing lasts.

Just a matter of time,

Till the sweet future becomes lost past.