A Swan Lake Full of Tears

This bleak realization
 Everything comes to an end
 (Woah)
 A dying swan
 Only the mind can turn back time
 A pale, white figure in the dark
 A palace of silence
 She breathes coldness
 In this hall, in every dusty corner of this old theatre
 The sound of clapping hands
 That she misses so much
 The tingling sensation when everyone looks up at her beautiful face
 Just a little breeze of appreciation
 One last time, she wants to be the swan
 With her gracile stretched legs and the colossal wings
 This bitter yearning to burn the calling limelight
 (One) One last time, she wants to be the swan queen
 (The) The flying pale white figure in the dark
 When the last white feather falls
 A swan lake full of tears
 Every time it hurts a little more
 To leave the stage without a stroke of wings
 When the last white feather falls
 A swan lake full of tears
 The bewitched princess with the velvety plumage
 With her gracile stretched legs and the colossal wings
 One last time
 She wants to be the swan queen
 The flying pale white figure in the dark
 When the last white feather falls
 A swan lake full of tears
 Don't forget me, please
 Ignore my injured feet
 Don't look at me
 If I start to weep
 This silent hall
 This bleak realization
 Only the mind
 Can turn back, can turn back time
 A dying swan with broken wings