Silence

Demether

Cold...winter, ice and snow
Sound...weeping wind that blows
Me...standing on the sacred ground

Night...at the ancient graveyard
Soul...looking for a saviour
Eyes...searching for a girl from a distant time

I don't even know her name
But her silence`s tearing me apart
Petals of her flower blowen
Are lying underneath the grass

And she past away so young
Under veil of secrets long ago
Like a snowflake on the palm
Her life was autumn leaf that falls


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