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Freezing the pain in my screams

Dark figures get closer without a sound

Winds caress the gates heaven high

And storm my bones underground

I am not dead but I lie in the grave

In the damp soil, why do I rest?

Have I lost myself deep in my dreams?

The time is running so fast

Past is an ocean so vast.

When all your beauty is gone… gone

I know that the winds will carry you up high… up to the sky

And when my funeral will be left undone

The night will become one with your eyes, watching me from the stars

Sombre must free my soul

I can hear the wolves howl

Dark figures get closer without a sound

Winds storm my bones underground

Winds blow the dust from my aging funeral

Winds blow the dust from the past

Ashes will burn into ashes again

Dust will fall over the dust

I call to your soul tonight

To take me to the dark side

Winds blow the dust from my aging funeral

Winds blow the dust into you…

My broken corpse, I saw farewell

I reach the gates of Hell