A heart that`s made of stone,
One that has been dead for ages.
On and on, its endless roam
Becomes more and more contagious.

A heart that`s made of steel,
It is where lurks its dismay
Dismay to what they steal
And change it into day by day.

A heart that`s filled with flame
Where lust of everdreaming
Used to be its its deadly lame
For it found life without meaning.

A heart that`s made of glass
Reflecting its worst nightmare
Of loneliness that never pass
Away to set it free and spare.

A heart filled deep with ice
For forever lost its path
Shattered in pieces at last
By its fear of being a wrath.

The heart of a knight
White of honour and of pride
As black as moonless night
Looking for a ray of light.

The heart of a jester
Where smile and make up
Are its only redeemers
As the curtain falls, it breaks up.

A heart of a doll
So fragile, so artificial
That when it falls
It`s killed by its own ambition.

A heart of a homeless, penniless
Sings its last sad lullaby
For it`s always been nobody`s guest
To have someone to say goodbye.

And now this dark torn heart
Is cut again to bleed forever
and stain with its bloody art
the paths to its predicted never.

The blood in the water would be
my greatest masterpiece of all
the only thing I dare to dream is to see
Through the mist before I fall.

Even when the shadows dance
The pendulum thicks my time away.
I`ll ask the past for one more chance
To find immortality one bitter day

Forsaken - I don`t mind that scar
Cause I don`t want to be scarless
Even now I`ve gone that far
I feel my life is meaningless.

But I won`t give up reaching the stars
Cause that`s the only thing I had in mind
Melancholy would be no deeper scar
Than I had before but just the same.

So I`ll put this lonesome heart
In a bottle and sail away
To reach horizons beyond the dark
And a place to call my bay...