Failing down is your heart

Above the ruins of the thougths

Trying to go in the uncertainty

Your dogma suffers in the shades

Condemned in the illusions of the perfection

Your sickness true

In tears, drowned

Holding for pain

Forging a smile

Come as flower

Beyond the nightmares

With the awake of the sun

In ground of thorns

Returning to the Eden as delirium

Beyond the worry's walls

Returning to the dust of the essence

The crosses of the memory

Come as flower

To the gate of your way

failing down

In the shades of your past

Your sickness true

In tears, drowned

Holding for pain

forging the paradise