Fåfänga, glömda råd Ingen nåd, inga tysta ord Bortsprungna, vilsna De löpte i en cirkel Av oändliga onda dåd
Nu eldar spricka ur jordens vrår Ingen betraktar, inga vittnen nalkas Var en gång liv, nu springornas Och skuggornas kung vandra
Där ingen fot, inga issar, inga hovar löpa Ingen vinge svepa, ingen stjärt nu sprattla
En tystnad så tom utan tid
Där springornas och skuggornas mörka konung, Fäller i sin ondskas svartaste stund en tår
Hans mörker utan dess ljus som en tår svunnen bland de sista lövens täckta jord...
[Time without time]
Conceit, forgotten advices No mercy, no quiet words Ran away, fled They set in a circle Of endless evil deeds
Now flames burst from the corners of the earth No one seeing, no witnesses approaching Once upon a time there was a life Now the king Of shades and shadows wanders
Conceit, forgotten advices No mercy, no quiet words Ran away, fled They set in a circle Of endless evil deeds
Now flames burst from the corners of the earth No one seeing, no witnesses approaching Once upon a time there was a life Now the king Of shades and shadows wanders
There no feet, no paws, no hoofs run No wings sweep, no tails flounder
A silence so empty without time
There the dark king of shades and shadows Falls in his evilness?s blackest moment, a tear...
His darkness without its light, Vanishes like a tear into the earth covered by the last leaves...
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