The rain craves to blood
As he commands to mourn In silence.
I feel the rain's cold of nothing
In my frozen blood
And the cold raptures
In my broken soul of winter's glass.

Imprisons my mind into itself in dusk.
Abandons with the dismay winds
And forsakens me in dazing madness.
So serene...
smothers my pale air.

Fear is in the air I breathe
And I breathe no more.
I see no more.
I live no more.
Never sunbeam.

The void in me soars
And Drifts into ruin
And suffers the sunrise.

Doleful daylight
Dark serene scream.
And-
My cold world.