(whispers)

As I behold the dying sun, with brightened eyes
? It's light will then/soon dis/appear? from/in the land of death

The frozen land of death
Of death

The winter, the darkness, the kingdom of all the night
Of all the night

I can hear the sun's breathing, the dying sun,
Behold the last of him, it will faint to grey
To grey
To grey

The wings of winter, will rise as it dies
The crystal ground will ask the sun to die

Die!

As the sun die

Die!

The winter, the darkness, the kingdom of all the night
Of all the night

Behold the dying sun