Hearse - Abysmal Grief

It´s the night with no moon\nAnd I am lost\nThis wood is shrouded in mist\nCold´s breaking my bones\nBut what is happening?\nFaint lights coming over there\nIt is the noise of the hoofs\nSomeone is coming…\nHearse, a hearse is now arriving\nHearse, a violet-draped black hearse\nNobody is driving\nThe horse seems knowing the street\nI think I´m going crazy\nI can´t believe my eyes\nAnd the hearse is laden\nA coffin lies inside\nBlack cats are its train\nI follow them apart\nHearse, a hearse is now arriving\nHearse, a violet-draped black hearse\nI am terrorized by this silent feretro\nA funeral is sign of death!