Текст (слова) песни: Ved Buens Ende - You, That May Wither

A distant cry...
From what I perished for?
No....
It was born...
The winterburden.
I bled its tears once...
Oh, if only it could wither,
wither in the absence of my thoughts.

So I cry...

I cry, not only for my spirit in its living shell.
But for the ones who brought the lust through me...

Другие песни Ved Buens Ende:

Autumn Leaves
Carrier of Wounds
Coiled In Wings
Den Saakaldte
I Sang For The Swans
Remembrance of Things Past
To Swarm Deserted Away
You, That May Wither