My mind, frozen. My thoughts, rumble.
Upheaveled emotions, an avalanche.
I cry, my tears fall on the ground.
Ground fall aparts, my sorrow sprout.
Down on my knees, I look up at the sky,
The ground closes up, feels like new moon night, aye.
Under the labryinth lies the treasures of the mankind,
Gold, sapphires, diamonds, you can find them of all kind.
I call it a rubble, a wasteland;
Without you,...
