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
sad, torned, like, crystallized, occurs