1. No, Nobody shares my grief,
I feel mistrust.
I’m wanderer in my life
In my wild thirst.
Chains of the words could be
Such sweety lie.
Nobody shares my truth,
This ice forces me

to turn
into the stone,
which was the fate of Niobe
the solitude is near
but it remains unknown...

Refr.
Forever frozen … my blood’s under skin…
Made of cold glass, my eyes won’t grow dim.

2. No, No one did understood.
I felt misloved.
I stiffen from all of this,
I shall turn into ice.
Attachments can’t be replaced
by chains of lies.
Nobody shares my grief
and my denial of life!

Refr.
Forever frozen … my blood’s under skin…
Made of cold glass, my eyes won’t grow dim.

Solid, amorphous… My frozen soul…
My blood is so brittle, didn’t you know!

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