A shadow so sacred, a pain so dear
a sorrow so faithful, following me forever
and so long that never could I think
of me alone, lone from you.

But now, standing here among the shadows
I turn around, I look all over,
beyond the mist into the darkness
my eyes closed, I dare not see,
yet I feel its cold out there,
or is it just me.
The loss of feeling,
the bleakness of thought,
is it me ? I think again
Could this be me?