Now life has faded away, only the cold flesh I feel, like the eyes staring at me. I know it's coming, emptiness of living, like the feelings that used to be.
And I stand in the end of the rainbow no treasure nor life at my sight...
I can't remember the eyes the smile without tears, without the agony of life.
I end my life in here, where you lie silently. Will this be the end of the pouring rain?