my dark sunken eyes keep gazing at the star that we used to stare..
That stood with me in the times of despair
The star-my mate ...so rare and old
Holds so many secrets untold
It has seen me crying over your misdeeds
Seen My heart bleed
And now it sees me lift the sword
The sword of damocles...
Its thirsty and a lot of blood it will drink
And as I follow the path of bloodshed
With a heart of stone I shall move ahead
And the piece of heart that was lost in you,
I leave it with the star as it needs someone too