Cries from a Restless Soul - Sacramentum

In a deep dark forest
In solitude I'm having my rest
In the deep dark ancient
Where my blood not will be frozen
I hear the silence whisper
My name in ancient tounges
A voice from the past will follow me
Until the day I die
The less alone I am the more alone I feel
Still hoping to final something of my kind
Melancholy shadows fills my heart and eyes
And a flame from the past burns my soul
As shadows in a world of this betrayal light
A world which was never meant for me
In a deep dark forest
In solitude I'm having my rest
In the deep dark ancient
Where my blood not will be frozen
In my lonely mortal wondering
Darkened by burdens
Emptiness is ruling
The sombre mind of mine
When time cease to be
My soul it can be free
Kept alive be hatred
All alone