One morning
when the river is frozen
a dead body is found
he looks to the sky crying
one this morning
the voices continue into the darkness
the dead girl's lips
a night full of absence
:;There she lay dead
there he lay with his eyes open
there he lay quite dead:;
From other bright waves feet
across the wide, deep land
remember the mourning cloak from the wind
freedom and strength and freedom
he only has a book
which must be burned
I have a fire here< br/>restless spirits
There he lay dead...
Unless I can live under that sun
I don't want to live
knowing hence
they have reached again
there is no place in this world
where they cannot fly
There he lay dead...