The Sun was behind the hills
The fever’s gone, and I’ve chilled
My hands, my heart is teared
With shattered shards of mirror

My gift is a curse
A path of ice and thorns and moons
My soul is my damnation
The empty life without a reflection

I memorize that night
And those faded eyes of yours
I wish for death to spare me
But I'm doomed to linger on my own

Soon, I’ll forget you, darling
In thousands of years, a blink
Life is pointless, no meaning
The empty life is my only feeling