As twilight falls upon these desolate woods, I gaze unto the silhouette of the treetops
With a sense of woeful desperation, as I prepare for my departure
Lamenting to this river, the stream will carry my tears as death will carry my soul (away)
This endless sorrow shatters my heart the pieces fall like the leaves of a withered tree
My loneliness is irreversible no one will shed a tear for me
False hope in my final hour
Your hand reached out to hold mine
But my blood has frozen
I can never hold you again
Amidst this forest where I reside without a soul I cry my agony unto the moon
A raven soars from a tree into the night; and soon I shall do the same
Death folded her arms around me and whispered "I will rid you of this pain"
I smiled as she took me away; at last I have found solace