My faith falls unforgiven
Like a soft touch on a wet window,
Leaving behind only traces
Of what had been there before,
Of life, warmth and feelings
All now falling from a picture
Old and dusty and lifeless,
Where light won’t ever return
Under any form nore idea,
It has forsaken it all...

My life falls unbelievable,
Like a lie, like a sin
And it falls under my own eyes
From my hand, through my body,
Taking all inside,
Leaving, only what’s for real,
The real which without its soul
Can not live,
It’s just a stone or some ashes...