The snow it falls silently,
The wind it blows quietly,
The night is cold,
My heart the same,
Thank the snow,
For numbing the pain,
Ice it forms slowly,
On the sad lonely lake,
The moon it shines brightly,
But I think it's fake,
Fake like the smile on my face,
My tired eyes they see no light,
My heart so weak and fragile like ice,
I never get cold my skin is snow,
I hate the sun, the bright happy sun,
I love the dark,
I love the new moon,
The dark moon,
So I can look into the sky,
And see nothing,
The abyss almost as empty as me,
I smile truly because,
When you look into the abyss the abyss looks into you,
And I know it see's nothing.