Carpathian Gravedancer

Mystic ways, every hour and day.

The moon is shining.

I'll be on the way, I can't keep on crying.

See the wolves are hungry, hungry waiting in the fields,

For a fallen man, for the weakest man.

Growing cancer will hurt when I breathe.

My chest is burning.

One last drag again and again, I can't keep on hiding.

See the wolves are hungry, hungry, waiting for a feast.

For a fallen man, for the weakest man.

I can see it in your eyes, a light will shine for me.

Keep on holding on to the skies when every day is raging in my life.

I hold the light to see, my darkest hour.

Keep on holding on to see, to see my little breakdown.

Let the night please take me away to a place of silence.

It's the end of my way, there is no more hiding.

See the wolves were hungry, hungry waiting in the fields, for a fallen man, the unforgotten man.

And through the open wide I see a sign of you.

Fading the lonely lights that I am going trough.