It was an invitation to touch
The deepest point of her feelings
Another invitation was a hoax
To enjoy such a rain


I touched the raindrops instead
Till then my life was cursed to lead.

I made my own journey so uneven
Sliding like drunken king
On the slope of barren mountain.

Now I am waiting
For my doom and rebirth
For redemption
To suffer my own aftermath
But my time doesn’t end
Silence reigns in the wind
Whispering some old melodies
Someday I won’t miss my fallacy
To vibrate
Only for the groaning of dismantle ocean
Or to halt Lucifer’s scream.