Palewoods Lyrics

As winter grow tall
I am crucifed against the abyss
And the pale woods appearing
As the gravestone epitaph
So falling deep asphixed
By awesome purity
I reveal the essence
Of the dark horizon ahead,
I think only of color
Color of the pale woods
And searching for dungeons
Of the crypted souls
I penetrate the atmosphere of the dark
Longing for dead vision
I am dying again
I am rising again
To face the darkness