Текст песни The Elm

In solitude we walk shrouded in our dreams Into the mists of night, spirits left unseen Dear anguish redeem me with your gentle kiss And lay this sadness into the abyss I wish I wish but its all in vain Wish we were free again To find the place under the elm, where our shadows they still realm Through the vastness, and on the other side We leave our masks there, no longer we do hide Oppose the light and gather, all of our storms Shoot down the Sun, wearing your crown of thorns