Abstract Spirit Могильная Зима - могильная музыка слушать

As forgotten souls suffer in a blooming garden.
I lie paralyzed in that deadly whiteness.
Entwined branches reach for me.
With silent entreaties as my hands they are.
Tied by ruthless frost - my eyes are wide open.
Watching absence of everything.
They are used to see darkness.
That light will never disturb.
Forever be my tomb the snowdrift without edges.
Forever be my shelter, from those who left me here.