So its the wind calling
Outside these walls
Merely the wind,
Torn....
But i Cry,
now? ... what for?
Why weep at such a simple sound?
A sound since youth I've heard
Why does it torment me so
Within empty halls
When most nights
The wind is all i had heard
Why I question
Why I fret
When tomorrow I will wake
Why does the screams of an immortal
Now
Make Me shake?
I will live, I will live
But.. am i not, without you, dead?
The wind the Wind
She mourns my pain
For my only company
Lies
Within grave
