Lonely thought about a void
that feels so close
A lonesome phantom shivers
from the coldness around
You are watching
the chaos
with broken wings of crystallized glass
Blood is falling like branches that breed
For every time your heart
pound
Weak and sad, All that occurs
will blind you
Like a lightning from the sky
Weak and sad, The Death
will come to
us all
Impressions burning like fire
Beating rain that cuts through your
skin like knives
Only shivering shades of red and
black
You glance out on the scene that gives
you a feeling of elation
Everything is so silence and calm now
'til the second
you hit the ground
The clouds are slowly falling down
towards the red edge of the horizon
You are asking yourself over
and
over again: "where did everything go?"
Torned and injured but no one can
hear your lamentation
The mist appears from
the field that
you are standing on
Mourning tones performed in agony
Cold, you are trying to find warmth, in vain
Loneliness
spreads its wings around you
Where you stand on your mound