Through marriage we're bonded

by death we're separated. But sometimes

our dreams can keep us together.

Life is transitory but love can be eternal."





The cruelty of this world persists

The cold wind speaks for our lost

Whispering words, weaving worlds

Her time has come, alas



A man of stone with opened eyes

One stepped out of a dream

With a view held within his mind

The tears for his bride redeem



Watching his world falling apart

Like the dreams in a shallow sleep

Countless are the nights they shared

The mourning in his tears



But morning still has broken

A light in his world of dawn

All beauty turned to rot

His flowers, all are gone



Close the eyes of eternal love

Buries his face in his hands

Her face looks so alive

In the morning sun



But morning still has broken

A light in his world of dawn

All beauty turned to rot

His flowers, all are gone



Dreams are only but illusions

Illusions for one to see

It's the visual projection of our inside

And as empty as the heart in me