By each circle of sun My soul is growing colder It's building into a void Hollowness and futility Of any counter-actions Fails to compare With the non-fulfilment To mould and repair The world is darker than in aeons And the sky is free from stars This fall is colder than before Glacial it has become Frozen fire of the sun New dawn of the day Carries an altered grandeur Distorted tranquility It's in the eye of the beholder Singular view of the world Without warmth or colors Was assembled my universe