We are dreamers that never slept
Rebels who remained without a reason
Lovers who had never tasted love
Artists whose paintings missed motives
Poets with beautiful words without any meaning
Heroes to the world but never to ourselves
Liars who always talked about the truth
Silhuettes of everything we strive for
Illusions that enchanted without magic
Fighters who never had anything to fight for
Addicts whos addiction was abstinens

Losers, but we never lost eachother

We were infinity, but only for a moment