I gaze upon the stars with a broken heart,
pondering about my dreams that were a piece of art.
It was my dreams that were wicked and were not to follow,
turned me into a shadow that's nothing but hollow.
Hollow I may be but my senses aren't numb,
the wounds that you've opened I fill them with rum.
You toyed with my heart and I was a fool who got played,
the hatred that I have for you now, never shall it fade.