Wandering aimlessly through dead filled fields Rewards are just. who knows what absence yields? By the golden beauty of dusk and the sun low in our sky
I cry a tear of hope but it is lost in helplessness The darkness eats away at the very embers of my soul For the deepest love I had has dissolved before
All tears, restrained for years Their grief is confined Which destroys my mind An ode to their plight is this dirge Some yearn for lugubrious silence
Somniferous whisperings of scarlet fields Sleep calling me in my dreams I wondrous My reality is abandoned I traverse afar Not a care if I never ever
As a shadow is cast overhead I rejoice in the coming of the gloom Lifting my eyes to view what, to me, is beauty I decipher what is read in the cloud
Prevod: Prekletstvo. Pokunjen.
: I cry a tear of hope but it is lost in helplessness The darkness eats away at the very embers of my soul For the deepest love I had has dissolved before
