When the flame inside you out A gust of cold wind freezes your breath: A prelude for the Dark Hand To your soul, you can imagine will happen to all
comes dressed in shades From the silence of nowhere black face without a face Its Dark points at you A deep voice echoes around Listen to the call:
Come with me, follow me your pain behind Don't afraid to step Into the silent land where souls dance with the dark
After you've left behind Your chances and You realize and ask: \"What does it mean?\" putting aside Your problems and please Will take you from the following days