My last dramatic dance 

When angels start to cry 

There’s no another chance

We follow someone’s steps 

Which lie down on a snow 

White carpet with red spots 

And only “I don’t know…”

You know just those black sides 

Which shows you cruel life 

It’s just my suicides 

They’re like steel blade of knife 

Forsaken dreams are saved 

They’re put down on the earth 

And fool escapes are made

Behind the crimson door