"I was a flame, that burned so bright,
Left in the drakest pain,
My soul ach with worry and unpeaceful mind
But now I'm just a flicker, a dying ember,
Left to fade away, without a tender.
With blames of excuses,
Like whisper, a faint refrain,
Left to echo in the silence, with no one to remain.
I was a heart, that beat with love and fire,
Used to warm the hands, of those who would desire.
But now I'm just a shadow, a hollow, empty space,