Through the Shadows of the Past

The cold that hangs heavy in the grey spring sky
penetrates into the bones of the wanderer
whose spirit has died long dreary years ago
but whose body moves as if it were alive

Ever and anon the wanderer lives through the pain
in the corner of now forgotten burning times
Ever and anon the wanderer dreams in vain
a release from the black aboninable crimes

Through the shadows of the past...
Through the shadows of the past...
Through the shadows of the past...
A faint vision in the mist

A fog that encompasses the existence
A dream that shall never come to an end
Passing through the earthen ravines
Into the the grave of eternal years