The final westward winds
Swept away every trace
Of the summer past.
Wrapping me in a chilly embrace.
And whispering bitter words
That somehow appeal to me.

Amaranth

Of who I am, who I used to be.
All the things that happened
Between then and now.
Softly singing me to sleep
Urging me onward
To the place of nightmares.

No more tears...

Pushing the huddled masses of fog
Across the ends of the horizon.
Slithering across my skin
And hiding the scars.
Seperating me from the twilight

I saw no life around me.
Save for a single butterfly
With broken wings like mine.

Dead like you

These fields are dead and gone.
My soul with them.
Nothing lasts forever.
It all fades beyond this veil
Of mist and haze
And the tears of angels
Once glorified.
Now forgotten.

Never coming back. All is gone...

This is the edge of the earth
And I can touch the sun,
When dawn breaks,
Chasing the dark
But leaving the shadows
To keep a balance.

I hope you'll remember me
Each time it rains.
I'll be the water on your lips.

Amaranth...

A rose among the ice
Beautiful once.
I was.
But Shangri-La is long past.
It is no more than ruin.

I'll watch over you
A silent guardian
To save you
Even though I couldn't save myself.
Until we meet again.
Somewhere far from here.

I'll always remember...

Standing on the edge
Between this world and the next.
A new day has come.
One final time.
This is my twilight,
My time.
From here I pass
On to something vast and unknown.

But my love is still yours.
Even though I'm never coming home.

You're mine now...