• Leaves wich blow in the wind,
    From trees that grow grim,
    Skys that grow gray,
    Silence wich fills the earth,
    The world grows empty

    As i sit her and watch,
    Everything flows by in the wind,
    My life passes b4 me,
    As those of others do

    Chills fill my body,
    As i feel myself slowly freezing inside,
    Thee air apon my face,
    Looking at whats really happening

    Freezing over i will die,
    Not one regret in my mind,
    As i feel a shiver on my skin

    A light which leads to heavens in,
    Another wich leads to hells depths,
    In the middle i am standing,
    Not knowing where i am going

    Lost soul without a trace,
    I disappear with no haste,
    Will they notice i am gone,
    For tis soul has just moved on