Tears of Mankind - The Wanderer of Eternity

The grief lonely is cold as death
Slowly eats me from within
Awful groan calls me
In the embrace
In lifeless sight shrouds me
The withered hand stretches a staff
Staff of the wanderer
The eternal wanderer

Morning rising so it is fine
Lighting up still a sleeping grass
Dew is poured by solar beams
Irrigating with a life the ground
The careless soul is torn up
Not thinking of misfortunes
It is a pity, that I see it
Last time

My eyes have got tired of tears
The soul is tired from a life
I hear someone's voice
You somewhere there
There where angels are silent
There where black ravens
Fly above heathlands
I shall be there

I go through night which did not come to an end, and at times it seems to me, that she is eternal. Around there were black fields, burnt a black flame and the Darkness has risen before me.

I flied on black wings
Through the sea of a gloom
For dark distances
In emptiness where I shall die