I would describe myself in the following word: Cold.
We were together in the night, and then she left me. At first, I had a painting of her in wood, then I had a relief of her in marble, and then, I had a picture of her... in my mind. But now, I no longer have even that.
I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Abandon All Hope I watched countless stars as they vanished All these memories will be lost in in time... like tears in rain... Time to Break through the Gates of Hell