Wings of Illusion

When the fate leaves you behind

and drags me of to an unknown destination

Shall my tears shape a sea

on which your boat has to reach the area

When the storm is most violent

and the horizon seems to be far away

You'll find strength to go on

and conquer the misery that wants to bring you down

When silence from afar is close at hand

Our harmony becomes as elusive like time

Viribus exhaustus sentio meum finem

Meam amicam viduam relinquens