Live each one to the fullest.

The second hand never stops.

Placing moments in our calloused fingers.

These jaded eyes see only tomorrow, while these innocent days fade.

These hands remain so cold and empty, in a fight to hold both love and life.

Time passes by.

These pages we burn in our minds, with the purest desires in our hearts, are always turning.

This blood we spill from our wounds will never satisfy the animals that surround us.

Time passes by.

(Save my soul,

In these days.

Save my life,

Before me kills my will

Fill my lungs,

with this youth.

Save my soul.)

Fire's burning, fire's burning.

Draw nearer.

Feed the flames.

I will not forget this time.

This blood still runs through my veins.

This time still runs through my veins.

I will not forget this time.