Solo

I want to tell you that, the walls of my room,
become a shelter if I hear your voice close to me
now time passes slowly, silence visits again
a life that contempt has already forgotten and felt

The frost in my veins is the fire that burns

I will close my wounds with your sweet lies

It's the price I must pay, for the damages I committed
the tax to free myself from your wickedness and feel

The frost in my veins is the fire that burns

Today I will calm my anger with a hundred years of life

Finally the rain falls mercilessly and will erase from my memory
the pain...

like frost in my veins like fire you burn me

I will close my wounds with your sweet lies