I saw your face
Through memories made by a thousand flowers
You queen of summer
I prince of night
The days die down
And with him
Goes the blood

Your pale hands
I bore tears on my face
You mother of cries
With him the spirit
In woods of madness
They laugh and cry
Break their curse
Despise their soul

The spirits pull you
By your long beautiful hair [bad word] back to me
In the dark woods where I live
You are [bad word] through the woods

Your pale hands
I bore tears on my face
You mother of cries
With him the spirit
In woods of madness
They laugh and cry
Break their curse
Despise their soul

There are no human words
For what will be revealed to you
The woods have no end…
Cry, be driven insane and die
‘cause your eternity
Has left your body
And never shall find it again