My world is dark,
with burnt trees with no bark...

My heart is going dark,
trees are falling down with the bark...

Death is finally here,
with his scythe as a spear...

My pain is inside,
it is something you can't put a side...

My life is a sad day,
as I lay by the bay...

Life has gone by,
your falling from the sky...

The sky grows dark,
the trees sway even the bark...