The airs chilling howl
Screaming its sorrows
The skies thundering cry
Draining its eyes dry

Pain flows along the winds
Coarsing our skin
Drowning in the tears
Chilling to the vein

But behind all this pain
I see cheerful times
Plants are blooming
In the wind the tree chimes

Birds are now chirping
The sun poking his eye
Through a tear in the grey mask
Mask fading, uncovering the sky