Moss - Darkwood

Nothing Left to Lose - Darkwood In the dozen lake of time We sank our guilt we sank our crimes At night when voices stalk into our dreams Haunting us with malic

Like Chatter - Darkwood A place in the corn field To dig for symbols of the past Taken from exile Mighty and hostile Gifted with memory Master of the rune-key S

Break of Dawn - Darkwood Tears in the morning Her weeping lasts long And I pass The iron gateway The birch in the garden Bent down with its branches Shivering I

Schattenmal - Darkwood Hier ruhen Fürsten schwertgefällte recken In weitgeschwungnem feld steht stolz die schar Der pappeln die sich übermächtig strecken Es