It's been a while since I fell asleep in your arms, the reflection of your tears was penetrating to the bottom of my torment. It felt like a whole eternity while I was dying in your arms and begging for just one word to say goodbye. Now each second means a thousand other lives until I reach cruelty and rescue and I'll meet you again above the bridge of eternity from which I can only follow your steps in secret in the world of no one. Above a surface of wandering fates I often return to the pictures of a life of fulfillment. I can't hide my sorrow or suffering. Over my loneliness and isolation. Shall I be thankful? To whom and how For unearthly freedom And fusion with eternity When I'm watching for icons of two joined souls Every touch, every look and maybe a new awakening...