The wind is blowing restlessly.

Trees sway back and forth.

Leaves are carried away.

The rain pelts relentlessly.

Lightning flashes again and again.

Let the surroundings shine brightly.

No animal is consecrated here anymore.

No people pass by here.

Everything is dark.

This night is pitch black.

There is only one person standing here.

This person is crying softly.

Because that person is me.

I stand here lonely and abandoned.

Look at the cold grave in front of me.

Your grave.

I cry.

Cry for you

Because you are no longer there.

Because I couldn't save you.

Because it's my fault.

And because I'm alone.

Alone in a cold and cruel world.

Without you...