Cold Feelings

It is so cold
Cemetery of your thoughts is growing
Lost between great ideas
You give your head to dreams
Words as stones fall into emptiness
Look above the figures from ashes
Look above the torches of pleasure
Look above the smiles of liars
Look above the sweet sin
I see no grooved tunnel of the mirror
I see no dreamed of coldness of the sea
I see no dreamed of silent waves
I see no sophisticated secret dreams
Some people around you
They feed you for nothing
You don?t care for the world
When you are freezing slowly
From pale faces you drink the rays
From dead eyes you grasp the look
From cold temples you burn the sorrow
From icy lips you take the last breath