Spirit 歌词

My life dies away. If they want they slay. The priest does his rite, I set off my last flight... The land smells pleasant. There is a calm wind above it. Trees whisper something at the top, But heavy stone presses it, Presses on my weak breast. When he pronounces Last prayer I shall die! Right now he is saying this, But spirit can control time. Just it is stopping it. Constant wind is on a hill I stand. To live is to die! Death is a dark cave, freedom too. Even death may die. What I could I've done. Now I'm to die! All is said and done. I'll never see Earth's sun. The priest rises cross. I feel that Land is frost…