Nothing

How sweet was the spring
By that riverside
All those pure smiles
Now became spoiled

How joyful was the cold
Year's first snow
Now the wind bites my skin
A dead of winter for evermore

Ain't no seasons, my only one
Beneath our pale sun

Everything in me is dying
After the years
All we have is nothing

Everything in me is dying
After the burdens
All I want is nothing

How bitter is the apathy
Our aching melody
All those precious tears
Drowning in our love

How gentle was the breeze
Like your whisper in my ears
Now I feel hellhound's breath
As cold as death