The tears that we cry fall
On our souls like rains fall in the sorrow night calm
The rains fall in this night and i´m seeing
I´m by wolves sings on the obscure forest
In silence of fog, by sound of delicate steps of death
I´m seeing the obscure forest
I´m seeing the demonic faces arisen in the shadows of fog
The sun appear on the sky and turn the earth a fireball
The sun burn my dead face with my black soul like a night
In nostalgia and hate to life, we live dead on the infernal earth
Burning and walking on the fires with tears falling like rains of hate
Washing us for ours wounds for eternity on the darkness and cold saddened tears!
Darkness and cold saddened tears...
