Trapped in a tomb
of tragedy and grace...

Sleeping in a vast darkness
My music being the silence's bless...

My heart stands still
I can breathe...

Broken to pieces
but not destroyed...

Feeling the cold glaze my skin.
This is a fight I cannot win...

When will my day come?
The day I can breathe...

I'm surrounded by laughter,
though I do not share it...

To find someone warm
to fill you with kisses...

I'm out of breath
I've fallen down...

I feel cold
thrown and broken...

I'm tired of being alone
my shattered heart beating...

My heart is cold
and my hands are numb...