Forest Stream

Snowfall

Forest Stream


Come and take me away Procession waits for ceremony 
White hearse among the trees And endless line of black hoods 
Nothing will break the solemnity First Gates are closed 
Another opens for me to fall into oblivion... ... Mountains of the grief 
Guards of my ethereal sleep I never thought how hard this road is 
The road that I have been led to nowhere I have left this all to contemplate 
the snowfall 
To realize myself...