In the dream where I`m to walk There`s a park in a somber fog Hidden daylight behind the veil of night not a single ray of light It seems like everything`s remaining in the darkness Shadows growing tall My ways goes down Beneath the ruins and the pastness Who knows what may dwell there? It seems like everything´s remaining in the darkness But I will make it through the swarm From a tree all burnt and dead Hangs a nest of silver threads In a bare yard, behind a rusted swing A slimy creature stares at me It seems like everything's remaining in the darkness Shadows growing tall My ways goes down Beneath the ruins and the pastness Who knows what may dwell there? It seems like everything´s remaining in the darkness But I will make it through the swarm