In Darkest Times, through The Endless Fall Pale Winter Days, I Am The Fallen Nothing Here Remains, through The Days Of Rain Hearts Drown With Sadness, as Daylight Dies. Endlessly, the icy embrace of winter strangles me In deep sleep... Let free... I fall . In Darkest Times No Torches Burn A Burden Of Doom The Devils Grip Prevails I Have The Darkest Eyes, Nothing Here Remains I Have The Hands Of A Winter I Have The Eyes Of A Storm