Lost in a darkest wood, following the same shadow. 
I count the drops in my hands. 
The life is gone in my tears. 
I feel again the hand of death, over a thousand broken dreams. 
Come deadly wind, come embrace the night. 
Now all the time it's only pain, another thorn in my heart. 
I feel again the name of death. 
The deadly wind sigh in my ears. 
I count the drops in my hands. 
The life is gone in my tears. 
I feel again the hand of death, over a thousand broken dreams. 
Lost in a darkest wood, following the same shadow.