Paroles de You that may wither

A distant cry...
From whom i perished for?
No...
You are born...
...the winterburden

I bled your tears once.
If only i could wither,
You, that may wither

A distant cry...
From what i perished for?
No...
It was born...
The winterburden.
I bled its tears once...
Oh, if only it could wither,
Wither in the absence of your thoughts.

So i cry...

I cry not only for my spirit in its living shell.
But for the ones who used the lust for me.