Upon your headstone lie my tears.
A symbol of your wasted years.
And as the preacher, preaches on,
His words confirm, that your gone.
Frozen Rain, from my eyes,
Sweeten the cold, November skies.
Upon everything I see your face,
And I fell no comfort in deaths embrace.
I'm holding on, to your voice,
Lost in your fatal choice.
And I feel you tumbling, into hell now,
But still I wonder why, still I wonder how,
The cold is numbing, can't feel my hands,
Why did you give in-to deaths demand?
You condemned more, than just your soul,
Now your body's all I have to hold...
Crystalline droplets..Freeze on my cheeks
With every drop I'm feeling so weak...
I break down and fall to the earth
I can't stand the pain, can't stand the hurt...
Lying in the snow
Now maybe you know
As my tears fuse with the ground
Can't you see you've let me down
...My frozen Rain...