Fondness In My Heart

The year, the time, come again,

Years ago I begin to shape our meeting,

Do you remember what we stole,

The essence of being alive,

Deathra, I feel fondness in my heart.

The night will arrive, soon to accept,

Before, I'm fighting; I'm surviving odds,

Deathra, I feel fondness in my heart,

All those years in that cage,

I screamed to let me go,

And, one night I stopped fighting,

I gave them what they needed,

Nothing of me! Nothing of me!

For once,

Embrace my darkness,

Kiss me on eyes,

Tell me a poem,

As the year, the time, comes again,

Years ago I know what I did.