Dear Roses of Grey

Bent down by the Heavy Rain,

How is that the colours stripped away

and showed me the darkness from beneath display...?

That is so not fair!

....

Dear Roses of Grey

Bent down by the Heavy Rain

Will you take in... my forever lasting faith?

And can you stop me from searching the pain?

... while I slowly take a breath

And The Wind is showing its enourmous strength

I emanate all the fate that's dying

 Only hoping that the Lonely Rill will crave the said:

"Dear Roses of Grey

Bent down by the Heavy Rain,

Will you let me share my undying faith?

And drown my sorrow... in Your Veins?"