"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,