Lyrics:

In these bloody clouds,
In these walls of doubts,
I see my naive dream
And all my misty grief.
Becoming fallen, alone inside.
Becoming fallen, I wish I die.
I'm in the void.

Under this black wing
Feel the warm I need.
Dark shape of sorrow
Gives me an airblow.
Becoming mournful inside my mind.
Becoming mournful I'll never die.
I'm in the void.