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The mists, they rise from the valleys

As I reminisce about my past

The crimson tones of the skies

So wide, so open, so vast

The cold stones of these graves

So soothing to my flesh

All has become so clear now

Since they laid my body to rest

Like the snows of winter I fall

Into this length frozen abyss

Everything like crystals

Surrounding me in these winds

All these memories, what went through these eyes

y final vision, it was no surprise

The autumn leaves, that fell before me

The chill in the breeze, it had blown right through me

The bells will ring

The members will cry

Hear me now

I did not die

I am still here

Just not in sight

I am the wind

I am the night,

I am the night...