Hatred darkens the eyes
And it's impossible to see
The path to walk
In my mind the silent storm

Slowly I consume myself like a lit candle
And bound in chains, I free myself now

I try to walk without looking back
But your shadows insist in darkening my day

Even in the shadow
I know there is light above it
And that I will guide myself
Wherever may it be to, now without you

A path of torment as sorrowful
as your heart
The memories grew dusty
from years of abandonment
All stories turn to ashes
and the page will always turn