Those were his favourite words
And we have to love while we're young
That was my favourite lie
Each night was devouring our hands
Each morning came cruelest than the previous one
August was burning the heads and the hearts
A flick of a second and the lightning struck
The castle was the only witness
And fairies danced till dawn down below
All sorries can never make him whole
All penalties could never make me wonder
The plan was to spit on August's face
I used to pray to God,he never prayed
I broke down my nihilist,my sparrow,my friend
And soon winter came and I saw the frozen lake
All sorries can never make him real
All penalties could never make me write
Now he exists only in secret searches
And in real life too
I broke down my nihilist,my sparrow
Till he became a priest of conscience
A slave of a purpose blindest than all the prophets
The woes of the town disintegrated us
I lost the last train north
And all sorries can never make him reminisce
And all penalties can never make me silence
