Stars touch the top of the mountain Eyes filling up with tears The white snow inspires fear And my skin breathes the cold My words written in the stone Reflects the light The atmosphere of illusion Still didn't let me go And the sky closes over me (a storm is coming) Starts to hurt Heaven and hell Seems to be in the same place And to who can I recur While my memories suffocates? And is when the cold turns itself Into a Tears Machine