• So dawn goes down today green goes, gold remains making the path that dusk awaits, to show us striking blue and golden eyes hauling away the threads of fate. Downpour violate his pale face, crimson lips that played near my lips and waist. painted wings mark his back reminding him that our betrayal has no pardon. Until that time comes, evenimgis short so enjoy his lips, let his eyes hunt your dreams. So daybreak goes above today dusk goes, you and I are no more.