As Demeters wrath
Turns the world cold...
Mirrored before her stains the image of her scream
A damage canvas tainted by cries of her dreams...
My soul is begging for home.
A distant reality...
I’ve got a hard surface,
Live at the bottom of the sea...
this darkness looms over me
traps me here...
Depression is quiet.
It enters in, through the night...
When you've lived a life
of never being enough...
I'm so alone,
Within this world...
My time has come,
I am now completely numb...
The acidity of emotions burn,
As they trickle down frail cheeks...
Keep quiet sweet delicate heart,
Weep no more, silence your tears...
All the responsibilities, I carried
But still I remained unmarried...