Garden, still and cold
Leaves once green turned to gold
Wrapped in fields, eternal sky
I bid farewell, 
I dieBirds of the night, sing my songs
Ocean of tears, leads so long
Solitude of my spirit, 
I am freeNow 
I am dead forever
Storms of sadness cleanse my wings
I dwell in grief after 
I dieThe landscapes so below
I harken up the sunset choir
Sings from the palace of frost
The place where 
I shall dwell now
The palace for the lost