I hold my bone as I wear my cloth
I spare my words as I lose my breath
In here....
I feel alone

I watch my face and I know its pale
I touch it ....everytime....
I miss it......everytime....
everytime.....everytime......everytime

I realize when my soul stolen
I`m trapped here
in this cage
I`m trapped here
in this form

Death is an emptyness
the songswriter tell it last night
If life could end too soon
I couldnt create my ending

Now I`m just a wandering soul
And searching for nothing
If God give me one more chance to live
I`ll never wasting my life

Its too late
And Its over now
I`m crying my own life
And I never get it back