Darkness...

The gray wind heats my face, and pestilence that I smell moving me, death I bring, death I leave seems to whisper and my soul back to feeling lost
Whimpering souls lash my body, dragged by the dark ancestral wind
If this was a dream I don't want to awake, still its memory will be impossible to drag
Darkness, Swallows me! Darkness, Swallows me!
Now the truth is accepted by me, only remains resignation, everything arond me lost its colour I'm one more soul dragged by the gray wind.