• Oh, does it really walk alone
    this bitter glory of sweet pain
    or does it really come in vain
    swifftly darking thru the rain

    Many hours in the empty myth
    many years I walked alone
    Is it really starting with
    a cold kingdom empty throne

    Lady darkness lady fear
    i can fell death come near
    on this lonely fading trail
    with no wind behind my sail

    And all thats left is my shade
    lying down the bed they made
    And all thats left is a pitty game
    with children playin in the rain

    Thats the rain of solitude
    crying with bad attitude
    Carying down the winds of hate
    raising hatred and sweeping fate!