Walked into the woods on a rainy, dreary eve
Just to find my scarred body
laying dead amongst the leaves
Now I can't remember yesterday
but tomorrow is quite clear
Do you recall the pain of your birth?
Or the strange awakening upon your death?
Children of the forest
are now singing just for me
They're painting me a picture that only my soul can see
I love you all
I am so ashamed
I feel your souls
as they twist with rage
I sense the warmth
that you hold so dear
and seek the comfort
that is always near
I love you all
I am so afraid
Just the briefest of looks
then a shallow grave
The bridge was crossed in the storm that day
Children had come to show the way
This lonely man...
had no more tales to tell
His cold, dead eyes
showed only a vacant, hollow, stare
Night had conquered the world once more
One tear was dropped
on the fresh dug grave
