(The) southern sky has turned to grey, as I have left behind the trees The moon is rising up above, the path that leads me along Still memories, die among, the striding moments, as the life Is glimmering in the storm, made by feelings in my heart
Blood’s chasing me, onto the edge Where I meet my desteny, beyond banished skies The sorrow in my heart, vulture of my life Tells me the way on this rocky road
Take me to the frozen woods Lead me over crimson brooks Take me there where I can touch the sun And let me go
(The) southern sky has turned to blue, when I felt, I had to move From this haunted scenery, before the fear comes to me This cold life left me outside, filled me up with delusion As I realized, the world is only lieing illusion
The night’s covered the land, in a satin veil Dead moon rising on the sky, in abscent light Silent dreams fall into deep, dark abyss That I keep in the cage of my soul
Take me to the frozen woods Lead me over crimson brooks Take me there where I can touch the sun And let me go