Son I'm gonna leave you, once you wil follow me. I have to go my way, home to my fathers. Take this ring from me, take this book from me, this things I hold for you, keep them right. von Todeshand, genommen, gestohlen, den Lebenden. Care for my garden, it was my only thing, for a long time time I cried, I give it to you. It was my last memory, long time my only friend, the garden of death, more than it seems. der Seelengarten, der Erinnerung, der Atem, des Todes. Follow me to the morningland, where pain and trouble ends Die Gr”ber meiner V”ter, die Schatten deiner Welt. Trage die Erinnerung, der Vergessenheit zum Trotze.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.