in the groves of death

• insomnium'un above the weeping world albumunun 9. sarkisi. cok guzeldir. melodi alir goturur insani uzak diyarlara.
  
  sozleri de su sekildedir:
  
  in the evening of a grey day, a bleak day
  i strayed into the dim silence of the hallowed trees
  where the fir-trees whisper of those been, those gone
  where the sacred earth still hides all those we once loved
  
  “o father, hear these words, your son is not made for this world
  faint-hearted and careworn, into this vile life i was hurled
  in the woods the fiends sigh, i swear i heard the demons neigh
  on the seashore i espy the dreadful void under the tides”
  
  ill-assorted with this life, these cares
  each moment i am waiting for the worst to come my way
  dark berry from my mother’s womb; a frail one
  i was affrighted at my birth, bewildered from the start
  
  better it would be to stay in the shades
  in the thicket of the dead, in the groves of death
  here i would lie to the end of the days
  
  “hear me now, my hapless son
  warn away all yours fears
  make good use of your brief days
  life may be grim but death is more austere
  by yourself you sit and wait
  by yourself you will have time to repent”
  
  “in these lowly halls
  no moon will beam, no sun will shine
  in these narrow rooms
  no tears are seen, no laughter heard”
  
  at the dawn of a quiet day
  i strolled from the woods, returned to the hearth
  and with a restful mind i roamed
  the dreary shores, the darkling wilds
  greeting all the days that befall
  taking life as it comes