Heavy tears break free
Breaking the mirror of the sea
The full moonlight on her face
Makes her shine in the darkened space

She kneels down upon a stone
Alone, while i whisper in a tone
But how can she hear these words
Without a breeze to stir the birds?

A storm without gusts of wind
Thunder without lightning, pinned
Creates unrest from the outside
But it's inside, where the storms collide

Like a sower of the dead
He brings cold and scatters dread
Sowing it over her fiery heart
Quenching it and tearing her apart

For a heart without fire
Will never thaw the frozen mire