shot form misery in excstacy,
in funnel form to flwoing streams, just see, through me
a spark to light the fire made, the motorcade the last parade

good by, goodnight

the highway stretches endlessly,
the road maps lost inside a stream. too bad so sad
fire one shot randomly, those who watch will never see
the rest is matched with silent screams shattering the wayward dreams
dont say its over dont say forever
say goodbye

you are not forgotten
there are no bridges burned behind,
no memories in mind, that barracade, the precious love divine

farewell is not goodbye

chorus