Seasons (Catafalque)

I feel inside a thousand clouds slowly wander through my winter which separates me from your meadows getting further Unusualness has covered the sky Your scent has taken captive my brain The gallows has hung my soul Time's erased me… you remained… Without you life won't be green again, worth to see again The clouds will remain black As I am hanging my own soul The seasons will be your time, they will blow as your lifetime My soul suffocated on the gallows of death I bore loneliness I heaved loneliness on my back again As time was changing its seasons I was buried for you