Eye of the dead Frozen into an eternal dream Through the dark and the void Full of hate that no one could perceive
A long ride has come to end Memories that only wind can sing of A cold prison with no walls nor bars With no hope to escape from
Lying on a blanket silver-white A lifeless man lies with frozen tears on face The trees whisper in the winter night While pale stars shine into a black sky
The world is buried by the snow That falls from up high, from grey and silent clouds So dies a lonely man Forgotten, under the care of the winter cold
As there is no Sun behind the clouds There'll not be light when end shall come
Die by the bite Of the cold icy wind His last breath He leaves this world, for he never felt part of it at allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
