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