(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
