This icy axe has cut my heart in two
Never will I be a whole again.
Though still I cherish memories of you
The pain affects my heart, where is the clue?
The blood transparent does not leave a stain
This icy axe has cut my heart in two
The grief of death is worse than feeling blue
It’s worse than migraine worse than feeling shame
Though still I cherish memories of you
So I will love your children in lieu
And with my writing make my feelings tame
An icy axe has cut my heart in two
Sometimes in a dream I hear your name
I waken up mysteriously feeling blame
An Icy axe did cut my heart in two
I’ll cultivate the memories, loving you
How my heart sings 