Cold was the air that the evening wind
Brought, silent and so quiet were the woods
On the eve of that night. Don't know why I

Stayed there for so long, so long that I could
Hear that voice. The whisper we all avoid.
Sound from within, the quiet truth.


I felt my blood slowly turning cold, turning cold
From waiting. Hours I spent there awaiting,

Hoping for someone to come, To Silent the voice that
Felt like Thunder


Evael is the light, the white light. In the chill of my
World, She is the one. She brings the butterflies, pure light.
Whenever she comes by the darkness steps aside.


But I felt my blood turn cold. Hours I spent there awaiting,
Watching the light fading.


WOODS You're losing the sunsets, you will never get them back.
The days you spend in loneliness are seconds in shades of black.


Winter was cold, but summer is even colder. Nights have been longer,
They have made me much older.


WOODS You're losing the sunsets, you will never get them back. Every
Night you spend in loneliness are years in shades of black.


Years pass, but has time stopped on me?
Morning always arises with vaster pain and then it is sunset again.


WOODS We weep the winds for your loneliness, choir of
Broken dreams for the love you had. But now she walks

Forever lost in gray and woe. She's not forgiven, she's the one for
Winter to own. Not yours, old man, never again...