Scars they float on this river I once had inside Ashes they fall upon my eyelids once opened for light Under the October's grace I breathe in the dew of sorrow
Smiles they deviate the frail touch of a surrounding aura With its dim colours I dwell within this grave Shivering from cold I break
Sallow Shallow I moan with this pain The ache of this river swallows faint Beneath the dome that distort the crows My lungs burn in its poem of frozen shores