• They call me the coldhearted one,
    For whos to blame me,
    Iseek for nothing but of peace,
    But my search is still not,
    Going no where i believe,

    My heart has been cold,
    For as long as i can remember,
    Ican hardly feel it beat any longer,
    Is it still there? Or am i only dreaming?

    Take this as a sheer memory of my pain,
    Along with you and let it bury inside you,
    Like a plant you plant in the ground ,and
    Let it grow,

    Don't worry about of me i will be fine,
    I am just on a far away journey of an adventure,
    It is my time to come and go,
    You had me once you should know,

    They call me Coldhearted,
    That's how I am known,
    Do not fear me . . .
    For i do not fear myself,
    You are not alone