The Mourning Son کے بول

Darkness falls, as Light dies I face the storm with open eyes Another day is over, another night’s begun And finding me cold sober: The Desolation Ravaged by the spirits, demons of the low The sorrows and the secrets, only I can know Still I rise again, and I know The reason to go on is the will to not let go Still I rise again, and I know The reason to go on is the will to not let go I’ve touched the mountain highs, and unspeakable depths below I’ve listened close inside, to hear the river flow Still I rise again, and I know The reason to go on is the will to not let go Still I rise again, and I know The reason to go on is the will to not let go