If the leaves and wind will bond
And the skies will paint with grey
Fallen leaves will dress the road
They'll be beds for souls to lay
When the cold and endless sea
Overruled by monstrous waves
Will form a land where we can bleed
She will veil our darkest days
We'll be fire curved by frost
We'll be dust that winds away
Our forsaken and lone world
Will be condemned to decay
When the night start feels like tomb
And embrace us as her children
We'll find an ambient to roam
In this cold path of existence
In this ruins of a dream
We keep struggle for creation
When our chariot rebuilds
It will fly above salvation
We'll be fire curved by frost
We'll be dust that winds away
Our forsaken and lone world
Will be condemned to decay
We'll be fire curved by frost
We'll be dust that winds away
Our forsaken and lone world
Will be condemned to decay