I wandered on the moors Bewitched by spell of raven I'm disappointed in my hopes I felt the deepest grief of heaven I wanted to lie down in the mud I didn't beg for mercy My throat were full of blood Rain makes the air smell earthy I lost all the words I gave my silence To a grave of broken oaths And faded flowers I wished never to wake up Tears came to my sore eyes I'm at war against my life But reconciled with sorrow