Текст песни And End... - Funeral Waltz

Where the dark roads ,
Entwined under the dead branches .
What under darkness darkness
Sweep out the snow cold tears .
Cools the heart of the quiet ,
Through the blizzard it had settled a blizzard .
I walk along the dismal track.
Hidden in the emptiness of the disease.
Tearing apart the dead nostalgia ,
Turns howling blizzards in the trap symphonies .
Turning around , you will not find traces
And it does not melt the snow on a cold , blue hands.
Spun again snow winter
Scattered in the vast velvet .
And in the snows of the frozen ground
Dying slowly in the chambers .