Frail Rime

In the middle of the frozen field

The blackthorn stings my thin white skin.

I don't feel and I don't need

This non-existent numb marine.

Deeply in my madness

Someone is now whispering.

These are not the branches,

This is not the wind.

Set me free from my memories

And let them die under the rime.

Set me free from my madness

If you want to stop the time.

Set me free...

In the darkness of the broken heart

I didn't find even cold ash.

My open wounds are bleeding much

The crows around are dabbing my flesh.

Deeply in my bitter pain

I can't find the right way

All behind is broken

All behind is dead...

Set me free from my memories

And let them die under the rime.

Set me free from my madness

If you want to stop the time.

Stop the time...

Oh, under the frail rime

I keep all that is not mine.

You never know

How it is cold inside

Without a hope, without your light...

Set me free from my memories

And let them die under the rime.

Set me free from my madness

If you want to stop the time...

Set me free...