She puts on her makeupnAnd roses in her hairnShe smiles to the face in front of hernAnd tries to be sincerenTomorrow seems so far awaynWhen the moon shines silver lightnShines her silver lightnThat blazes through the nightnnNever to last. Never would there benAnother question to asknForgotten in a dying flamennShe opens her heart upnIn hope of better timesnA sliver of a trust betrayednOf old, forgotten rhymesnHer eyes, they cast their twisted spellsnAnd thorns tear through her dreamsnPetals falling hopelesslynWith nothings as it seemsnnNever to last. Never would there benAnother question to asknForgotten in a dying flamennQuestions never been askednIn the silence of the nightnAnd even when she tries to talknI forget, I forget myselfnnEscape in lonely storiesnToo sad for her to tellnNo one there to comfort hernShe sighs, It's just as well…nnNever to last. Never would there benAnother question to asknForgotten in a dying flamenNever meant to lastnNever would there benAnother question to asknForgotten in a dying flamen