Death of a ForestThe forgotten gods can't stand the lightMore Like This
where the shadows used to fall
The Death is called brother of Sleep, the last of the Free.
She calls the crows to the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank.
Sagrada Familia queuing to step down from heaven...
In every leaf, every tear
hidden hunter's remorse
Lost between hell and paradise, between time and space,
Immense silence after the ice has melted.
No echo of my footsteps... It's time to run away.
A heart of steel is always the weakest.