From the silence it came, like falling snow
That cold breath of sickness, pour into my heart
From the silence it came, the curse of insanity
A voice in my mind, flickering sigh of despair

In the night
awaiting me
forlorn spirit
living among us
In the night
reaching for her
forlorn spirit
a breeze in the trees

Memories appear from the past, distant screams
Images in the misty horizon, fading everything below

Coldness in her eyes she looked at me
Posessed by the constant fear
And the snow falls again
reminding about that benighted creature

From the silence it came, like falling snow
Appropiated her soul, eternally
And This voice in my mind,
the curse of insanity