The chimes echo through the dark night Reflecting the sadness of cold land Forest dying slowly succumbing at the pale moonlight In the murmur of wind a crow looks at me Tears streaming down my face at the sound of my shame Trapped by my own mind, voices whisper in my ears Plucking out my senses this will be my end? One for anger One for fear One thousand one nights of anguish One for pain One for despair Where dreams begin and reality ends? The belfry abandoned old friend of stone The night will tell a terrifying story Dense fog hiding the loneliness I can still hear the chimes echoing In the murmur of wind a crow looks at me Tears streaming down my face at the sound of my shame Trapped by my own mind, voices whisper in my ears Plucking out my senses this will be my end? One for anger One for fear One thousand one nights of anguish One for pain One for despair Where dreams begin and reality ends?