Through the Forest

Nightfall
All colors will die
Darkness prevails
Oh, melancholy of revenge
I hear voices from the forest
A storm is coming
Inhaling the power of nature
Fire
The air tastes like rain
Lightning bolts, blindingly bright
Thunder is speaking to me
My answer is a battle cry
I am ready now
Thunder
I am ready now
The sword in my hand will bring the end
It leads me to my destiny
I’m now on my last path
Dying in this final battle
When dawn rises
A new awaking of the earth
Blood will tell about my end