I remember those I left behind
They are always in my mind
We share the very same blood
Bringer of the light of Gods
They ended their journey
Saw their dreams just fade away
Unable to break the spell
Their souls asleep in a frozen hell
I still hear their cries
I still see death in their eyes
Hear the laments of lost souls dying
Tortured souls, human-shaped trees
They can’t stand the pale spectral light
Of the Bleeding Moon
Their skin-like bark
Their shield against a world they can’t confront
Suffering from the curse
Inflicted on themselves
Taking root in their despair
Hanging on this sorrowful tragedy
Seeing life slowly fade away
I was one of them
As their souls lay trapped
In wooden lifeless shells
As their hearts stop beating
Life slowly fades away
A thin stream flows
Eyes weeping hopeless tears
Crystallizing into a stone
A power it concealed
This stone is the heart
Of an ever flowing source
Where can the true essence
Of their souls escape
The fountain flows
And drives out all their sorrow
This stone, from tears they cried
Is a heart beating in memory of their lives
The garden of forsaken souls
In the stone, they sealed their tragic fate
I remember those I left behind
They are always in my mind
Unable to break the spell
Their souls asleep in a frozen hell
I still hear their cries
I still see death in their eyes
Hear the laments of lost souls dying
Their skin-like bark
Their shield against a world they can't confront
The forsaken souls’ last will
May this precious stone we leave for you
Free our souls from this curse
May those endless tears drown the fire
That consumes every heart
