The dark one flys like an angel,
Her wings are misty gray...
Darkness is here
I can feel it...
A candle shines through fabric
Flickering, wavering...
The boy rides further to the stream
from the hillside the water seems clean...
There is nothing for you to look at here,
Nothing for you to see...
Surrounded by magic
With things we can't explain...
Are the demons dead?
Noway people say...
Lethe is one of the rivers that separate Hades...
Acheron - the river of woe...
Immortality,
to live forever...
It was night
the wolves were singing...
Catastrophe has broke
On the horizon...
The rain drops splattering while it rains
Each one drumming on the window panes...