I lost the use of my heart
But I am still alive
Even though I'm torn apart.
There's seems to be nothing left
For me to strive....
I am constantly flared up in pain
As the depressinG rain
Knocks on my window pane.
Death is one of the many things 
That haunts me like the
Thought of you, my love.
With you, life was grand
Now I am constantly ground like sand.
Angely i demony krujili nado mnoy
I'm waiting for someone to destroy
Me and end this torment.