the sweet white of your skin when you look at me with the eyes of heaven

harden my desire to cross the obstacles of destiny

I was lost for centuries buried in what could be

a little puddle in what could have been

just the dust when the wind

raises the treetops giving thanks and bringing forgiveness

only that was what I had to overcome, maybe a silence, a cold frozen in the bones

it was and in a second I completely sank

learning with the eternal years of shadows

of the dark mists that still welcome me in their arms

that burn me with the feeling of the past

that make me strong screaming with my silenced voice.