Dead trees rise from the snow

This is where my path leads me

Leads me to misery.



They lost their name

They will never dream, never hope

Without words they accept my life.



Desire for endless moments in your arms

Evoken by one look in your eyes

Now there is only the winda?Ts embrace.



Enchanting voice from sweet lips

I wona?Tt hear again...

Only the sad whisper from the cold waste.



Dead trees turn to dust

Covered with eternal snow

I will never dream, never hope again.



This is where my path lead me

To misery so cold...to the end

And i will never return.