Silver melts before my eyes
Like inflamed ice of innocence
Shade of light is touching me
And everything has lost its sense
On the edge of burden's tendency
Balancing instants I empathize
No environment seems what it used to be
And slowly thoughts etherealize
Scarlet river flows
Washes to the bones
Far away from noise
Souring oldest wounds
Drying clay on the gown's skirt
See me lying still
Empty hopes can't heal
For you one I will live in this fantasy
Frost on the lips becomes transparent
They open not to say a word
For everyone I am mortal dead
Inaccessible in my impersonal aspect
Nowhere brings homeland by the loss
Or by the choice made not in vain
Such was a lonely bleeding source
To forget oneself in this continuation of pain
Scarlet river flows
Washes to the bones
Far away from noise
Souring oldest wounds
Drying clay on the gown's skirt
Scarlet river flows
Through the hands of ours
While the darkness grows
Seconds turn to hours
Drying clay on the gown's skirt
Nowhere brings homeland by the loss
Or by the choice made not in vain
Such was a lonely bleeding source
To forget oneself in achievement of aim
