You were the one whose love was hot;
I don't deserve this kind of love.
Blind Cupid missed his final shot,
His arrow hasn't reached my heart.

I've left your heaven far behind,
I roll downhill to meet my hell.
I've lost the race against my time,
The competition with myself.

I lost this game, I have to die 
Like everyone who died before.
I cut my wings off, crushed my eyes...
I'll touch the sky rim nevermore.

I rest in peace beneath the stars
And listen to the silent wind...
The fat pale worms consume my heart;
They tell me, time will always win.