Last sunset   I'll walk from the pit to the forgotten valley   As I light the black candle   Silently wolves are crying their sorrow      I enter myself   Here, the sun no longer rises   I search myself   Spiritless from the cryptic storm      I can hear the symphony   Sad songs of the dying ones   I can hear the symphony   Symphony of the dying swans      In a darkened copse   Are whispering shadows   From the blackened forest   Reflecting my time      From the depth of twilight   She could see me come   To walk the endless path alone   Forever I'll fade under the frozen moon      The candle has burned   I was never here.