in the name of darkness the wind is screaming, yet and trees are tearing ravens are waiting for that horizon never seen forest is cold and hearts are black but the love is living in our eyes full of gloat and pine love is the rag wisdom love is wisdom allways, at least for us we forget the light because something is there to live something is there to fight, to death silence in our tearing blackness in our griefs we forget the nazarene and mohammedan we choosed our way, truth is there to live silence in our tearing blackness in our griefs and gone is the god of their faith I'll be forgotten, forgotten in the forest of old that forgotten forest of dark the anti-god has rules the world but what about our faith ? darkness... nothing ? nothingness screams buried me, so deep philosophies of darkness just rules in the dark we need the dark anti-god never makes for us where is here ? where the god is nothing where the flowers are gray where the tears are cold, red where is there ? where the god is nothing where the flowers are black where the tears are cold, black this is the funeral, I feel this is the ashen funeral, but where we go ? no where... nothing... darkness