Gothica - The Land Beyond lyrics

rate me

From the rugged mountains,

Down to the valley,

Amongst the fresh clouds

Which cross my body,

The wind doesn't let me breathe

And I dream of dying.

Everyday I want to enjoy

That sensation of mystery

Which I perceive sometimes,

So strongly,

It swells my heart,

Forgetting that there's no going back.

Delicious dream erases my fear

Of the end which is coming.