Ravens flew and all colors disappeared



Darkness emeged from the bleakness

Of this mortal world what a disgusting place



A step closer to the pits of hell



You life distracted, your soul departed

The sacred aim completed



All flowers withered in universe so pale



This is the place no one may ever reach

A point of no return



Far beyond the within



Caverns made of sulfer, conceald in

Everlasting snowfalls of gray



The only river flows deadly frozen



There're no more tears, and no more peace

No loving soul to cover you



No more sun to grant us warmth



All horizons weep in laughter

For they're shattered



None of the prophecies fulfilled



There's no more trust in dreams

Luing bastards of despair



Our desires died the death of poor



It's the wrong place to seek shelter

It's all too wrong



Oblivion (still) has a color: bloodred