Charon - Rain

Dying rose in a vase of gold For someone who rains And brings her to life again Blood on your defeated leaves And a tear for your arm No soul to weep for here Rain above her eyes never reached to make her blind And the fire colored night Tragedy by trust, lost her world to the pyre And the fire wrote these lines Seized to a world that´s built on lost The dream has begun To share its silent touch Her loving turned to dust Frail in my hands, soul twisted out, crawling to the end… Rain above her eyes never reached to make her blind And the fire colored night Tragedy by trust, lost her world to the pyre And the fire wrote these lines. Rain above her eyes never reached to make her blind And the fire colored night Tragedy by trust, lost her world to the pyre And the fire wrote these lines