Come and take me away
Procession waits for ceremony
White hearse among the trees
And endles line of black hoods
Nothing brakes the solemnity
The First gates are closed
Another opens for me
To fall into oblivion…
Steam above the body
Cooling slow
Under the sweet touches of the snowfall.
Who's heard my moan?
Mountains of the Grief
Guards of my eternal sleep
I never thought how hard this road was
The road that I've been led to nowhere
I've left this all
To contemplate the snowfall
To realize my own