Slow mine feet are,
Frozen their veins.
Still closing helplessly afar,
Waking the creatures within.

I am a lonely traveller,
Awaiting to sleep eternally.
Under those cold woods,
As my fall brings them.

Shadows of their wings,
As howling their pleeds.
Wounded, I lay on ground
Listening their needs

It's dark and cold
And they fly slowly
The way they were told.
To feast mine fleshly dreaming.
And they know surely,
They raped mine soul.

Lyrics submitted by ruben

" the Mist" as written by Osmo Maeensivu Jarno Salomaa

Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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    General CommentAbout a person walking in cold all tired. By the music i would say tired of life. So he lies down to sleep in the cold under a tree. Seen that done that.
    And the birds wont let the man rest. Annoy him they do.
    UnraisedMetalon June 16, 2005   Link

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