The night is falling down over the lost valley
The town's lights are dying time after time
It's a winter night, I must go far from them
The council has chosen, for I, the banishment

and the snow is falling
the air is chilling
and snow
keeps on falling

I follow the path, sweeping my tears of pain
To live so far from mines, and in night I stride lonely
I walk the path, and shy I look at the trees
Something seems to be, tonight, strangely different

But snow is falling
The ice and the frost are melting
And darkness is growing
I am afraid to be alone

All I see is a forest in a furious storm
A dark wood with white lights whirling
Whirling around , oh I'm so afraid of that
I just know that the woods are haunted !!

Dark and cold, it's all that I was
That's why for all I've done I am now punished
The council of the wise men has chosen
For my sentence, the so cruel banishment

I turn myself and I see the sleeping town
I recall of all what I've lived before
My past typhooning in a shivering torment
Darkened psyche and average will of human beings

Snow is still falling
Over the dark forest
Snow is still falling
Like a spear in my chest

And the spirits are entering my conscience
I left my body and I understand
All those ghosts, what they were before
Before they haunt the woods

They were humans, as I was before
They were alive, breathing the air so pure
And the council has chosen for them
They have been banished, and now the woods are haunted