Elvenking

As the lights are growing dim
Freezing cold, slowly is fading in
Another Winter night will hold this wicked soul
I will wait for the new Sun to rise
Blind in darkness, witness my demise
Another Winter night is so long...
The lands are dressed in the purest white
Pure as I was and I am no more
The ones of you who are free of guilt
Wound me with your stones and then step in
Buried in the whitest snow I will suddenly awake
The winter wake
As the steps are leaving trails
Of the side of me I hate
This is the Night when I will face all my disgrace