Elysium - Mourning

Wander the path of the night
Silence comes so sweet to me
clearness beauty of infinity
Majestic landscapes of metal misery
Passionless without meaning
so raven dark, but I find release
from my inner pain
You are the reason of sadness
My forlorn love
The mouring of my soul, nature of
my life
So I fall into oblivion, a good
occasion to die
In the mourning, I see no reason to live
You are my liberty the key to other spheres
the gleam from a falling star