In a Fullmoon Procession - Haggard

As the evining breaks

The night awakes

And the land is mournfully wrapped in silence

Sorrow last

And remains the past

cause this will be my ending day

Then the moonlight dies

And torches rise

See the crowd longing for the ritual burning

Holy rimes, as the churchbells chime

cause this will be my ending day

Silent thief

Take me away

Let my soul rest in the realm of fairytales

And as the fire enlightens the dark

I see the face bewildered with guilt

An nobody’s speaking a word

And the dark night enters

See the soul that’s coming out of darkness into light

Pictures, I can’t fight

Appearing in front of my eyes

Like silhouettes in the night

Like they give bread to the beggars

They get ready for the feast

Cruelty absorbed by their eyes

Within this midwinters breeze

Silent thief