Sorrow کے بول

Dead silence in the valley Stones are coloured dark Only moon lights your way Wind blows softly now Little fire far off the road Tired - falling down Soil and grass is the bed Dream cought you at night Cold of night has opened your eyes So alone in the Valley and the night Silence comes after the scream Brain was touched by fear I have the same feeling, feeling in my mind I have the same depression, depression in my sight Morning comes with the storm Rain's washing your face Sky is dark and heavy Clouds have merged with Earth Dance of drops on the road You don't want to go Sticky mud on the feet I was there before Water from stones is running wild Blaze on the sky till the end of time Last tired movement on the road Scythe of the death have finished your hope Blood from heart is running wild Light at the end of the tunnel dark The last weak beat of the life Go and enter the night