Bellow a tin-colored sky, silky like the starch Reedy notes are floating all around the woods of forgetfulness Where every single color is a prisoner Sulfur dreams like hell Invade her mind, overnight The stench of death The stench of hell Awaken by the sound of weeping trees And so she kept walking through the black frost gelid track While a mist-wraith stood upon her way and wind soughed through the rocks Walk through the ponds of light and you will find Castles of crystal with turrets of quartz And so she kept walking through the black frost gelid track While a mist-wraith stood upon her way and wind soughed through the rocks