Something has died So cold and breathless she lies. The soil is covered by frost and the clouds are gathering Above this beautiful corpse.
Night falls like leaves from a fallen wing of an angel. Her eyes is pale like her face And her soul has frozen to ice, Like a light from a candle Are dying from a storm at night.
The bane of life seems so sudden meaningless… From every corner of her soul, she cries. Still wonder… read more