cries Through these years and black flame And again the northern wind will blow Through hearts and fields where darkened heaven glows And the fire grows There eyes
To be in hell So that you know how it is To cry for salvation Only for this do I return With flaming eyes I take the last match And burn your whole lovely
moment cries Through these years and black flame And again the northern wind will blow Through hearts and fields where darkened heaven glows And the fire grows There eyes