One last step – away from the fall One last breath – find shelter in death. One final drop – blood from my veins One final smile – arest for a while. Ever withstand – one in the row Never retreat – to none you would bow. Out in the cold – where darkness unfolds Alone in the dark – to shelter the spark. Out of the ever-dark forests Along with the springs we will flow. Link in the chain, revolting in vain Along with the springs we will flow. If thou art worn and hard beset With sorrows that thou won’t forget The dark pines blast in white cascades And spirits rise out of the shades. One last step – away from the fall One last breath – find shelter in death.