The stars are shining, behind the veil.

The moon is full to guide your way.

The wind is blowing to greet your name.

So you might find the time to stay.

The air is cold and cristal clear.

So you can see what lies you near.

The fier is crackling to the sound of your heart.

The earth brings shelter from flames and harm.

The water flows within the creek of fate.

Whispering vocies from friends of late.

Bringing you peace and inner safe.

Your eyes is closing, you fade away.

The moon is shining so strong and full.

The Goodes is smiling upon your soul.

She is the last thing that you will see.

When you start your new reality.

Everything living is sleeping now.

The darknes brings shelter to those that lie.

The wild is open and makes a sigh.

The nature your cradle and freedome your dreem.

The autumn is calling the strongwind storms.

The victims that where caught are laying thorn.

The leaves are warming their seeds that doorm.

All troubles stop when the winter forms.