Cold Feelings کے بول

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