The color of his eyes,
Told me the sadness he’s still keeping inside.
He denied reality before him,
And couldn’t put his fantasies aside.

He fought war for freedom of his own soul,
He bare with temptation to fend off his foes.
He came back from sea to be able to love again,
But found himself in a fairy tale all over again.

Believing that love was the answer in search for freedom,
What was once beautiful has now became rotten,
A smile which portrayed meaning of unconditional love,
Conditional as it could get,
Love serves no purpose on earth.

He believes true love was always the answer,
He believes freedom was at the edge of every war.
What he believed now shattered before him,
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
When tomorrow comes, it would be a memory at its last.

Everything he needed became an illusion,
Everything that he wanted has become conditional.
What he needs was his life back and his love waiting,
But all he sees was his tomorrow has forsaken his eternity.