Paroles de la chanson Freitod-Phantasien par
Two half figures stand ashoreThe darkest lake embraced by cold.
Veils of mist and icy breath
Blows the leaves, the leaves away...
And the old black trees spread their long dead arms,
The old black trees spread their long dead arms.
As the souls of the dead call across the water,
They both step down into the coldest depth...