The time has gone

And everything looks old,

The clocks have stop

Life could be reformed.



The past returns

With anger, fear and war,

Evil comes to bring the world

It's berserk force.



Maybe it will kill all our faith,

All our gods,

Or maybe it comes to take

Our lost souls.



Hardering my bones

Like a lonely bath

That embraces my wounds.



Oh grateful darkness

How can I evoke you?

Stairs to the sky

Of a black forest ride.



Whispers float

Frightening my bones

Like empty words

Like a maniac noise.



My soul could be

Sculpted in stone

And stay alive

In a forbidden land.



The past returns

With envy, greed and lust

Evil comes to bring the world

It's life restored.