Darkening Forest Of Wisdoms

In the horizon's solitude

As you can see broken woods of ourselves

You remember our roots

Blackest roots of our growing

The silence comes to you, in time

And you're seeing thy sky

With a silent lightning

Silence and burning

Of our blackest forest

Burning of our primordial trees

And the burning of our horizon's woods

Do not tearing

Do not sad

Cause this is new wisdom of their horizon

Their forest trees are longer

And their shadows are white

They are growing everytime

And we are in the depths of our wisdoms graveyard

Your ancient better wisdom is in your grave

In this time

The burial of your horizon

Darkening of our burning forests

Blowing the winds of your screams

But they'll never hear, never feel

Never compassion for your rotting ages

Never...

Everywhere of this frozen graveyard

You can see the wisdoms like your wisdom

Dead horizons, better than another

You can see just, my closed eyes, in time

Cause I don't want to seeing this black ruining

And I'm standing beside your grave

Just a minute

And after this,

I come in my darken main road of my wisdom...