A cold night - my breath turns into ice

The long track to this holy place starts now

The bright moon shines above the trees

I don't feel well, 'cos it's me who died



There's a funeral procession

There's a funeral procession in my mind

This is my funeral procession

There's a funeral procession in my mind



Now I'm there and I see these happy faces

There is just one girl what is crying

Now she perceives me and she comes to me

She touches my fave, her fingers are cold



There's funeral procession ...



The girl in the black dress begins to shiver

She dies away in my arms

And her wide opened eyes stare to heaven

And her body slowly fell to a thousend pieces