Ancient Pine Awaits - Tears of Martyr

That it was me

Who saw all of you

Four centuries under my cloak

Took care of souls

Of yours, before

Their last station finally comes

Oh, but I guess

Curtain here will even fall for him!

To the cemetery, last ride

Winding path ahead

The black mountain is by his side

Ancient pine awaits

Open wound skin

Mortal and deep

Gave cover inside to all of your griefs

My time is close…

Unbalanced the scales

Hatchets of time made a dent on me!

Oh, but I guess

Curtain here will even fall for him!

To the cemetery, last ride

Winding path ahead

The black mountain is by his side

Ancient pine awaits

To the cemetery, last ride

Winding path ahead

The black mountain is by his side

Raining tears, souls cry for the Ancient Pine