Gefrorene Zeit

A single tear rolls down her cheek,
But her eyes stay calm and cold.
She stares into the black of night,
As her heart is turned to stone.

Her eyes are laced with ice,
Her hair shall dance in fire.
Her mind never wishes again,
To taste the bitterness of desire.

She screams in silence,
She gasps for breath,
As an angel from hell rises,
Granting her,
The immortal kiss of death.