[I. Losing The Sunsets]

Cold was the air that the evening wind brought
Silent and so quiet were the woods
On the eve of that night
Don't know what I stayed there for so long
So long that I could hear that voice
The whisper we all avoid
Sound from within, the quiet truth

I felt my blood slowly turning cold
Turning cold from waiting
Hours I spent there awaiting
Hoping for someone to come
To silent the voice that felt like thunder

Evael is the light, the white light
In the chill of my world, she is the one
She brings the butterflies, pure light
When ever she comes by
The darkness steps aside

But I felt my blood turn cold
Hours I spent there awaiting
Watching the light fading

You're losing the sunsets, you will never get them back
The days you spend in loneliness
are seconds in shades of black

Winter was cold, but summer is even colder
Nights have been longer, they have made me much older

You're losing the sunsets, you will never get them back
Every night you spend in loneliness
are years in shades of black

Years pass, but has time stopped on me?
Morning always arises with vaster pain
And then it is sunset again

We weep the winds for your loneliness
Choir of broken dreams for the love you had
But now she walks forever lost in gray and woe
She's not forgiven, she's the one for winter to own
Not yours, old man, never again

[II. Plague Of Butterflies]

Silent people walking by
They are leaving, again someone is living
They don't seem to be well
Quiet death on their faces

Buried a few of them today
The children and the old by the road
I could give them shelter but they decide to go

Village is empty, dead, cold, empty
Only frozen bodies greet my arrival
Tortured by the plague, a ghost town

But her face I could not find
I searched for her in the woods again
And kept a light on my window, for anyone to come
But when even the trail of dead ended by the road
I gave up waiting, hoping

In this kingdom of my loneliness
On this throne of my thoughts

Maybe I'm the old one, sheltered by these woods
And when I lay my body to rest
I watch the ballet of shadows
Dancing through the flame of a candle
Taking me to sleep

But the night trembled my heart
For black wings moved upon me
Hoping for my time to come
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath
But like every night before, death did not come

The wings, they moved and danced
As a butterfly, they kept dancing
Dancing around my candle
But why are you here when Evael is lost still?

The morning came with its cold caress
I curse your light for waking me again
The candle burnt down, and the burnt wings beside
Is this a sign of Evael, I arise

I opened my window, painted by thick ice
Took a deep breath and whispered her name in the air

The freezing summer burned my lungs again
As I walked through the snow
Looked deeper into the woods
And the trees waved their heads in sorrow

[II. Evael 10: 00]

Cold, oh so cold is this air that the night brought
Silent, too quiet are the woods in the eve of this night
Once again I lit the candle on my window
And waited for the sleep

Evael, my dream has been so alive
And this plague has cleansed this world for us
So please, release me now

Sink deeper to your loneliness
And you will lead her to your grave
She's lost in gloomy light
Still trying to hold her flame
You're losing the sunsets and you will never get them back
This life you spend in loneliness
is forever in shades of black
Wake up, old man, let it go, let it go

Was it a weak sound on my door that woke me up
Or the trees sheltering me from the night?
I kept my eyes closed but still felt the light
And the room was filled by butterflies

I rose with my heart beating
For the weak hope of the midnight's hour I prayed
And opened my door to the winter night

And she fell
She fell to my arms
In tears I carried her
And laid her down to sleep
Her eyes frozen from the thousand nights alone
She trembled and whispered

" I was lost in the woods
And the trees kept me away from you
For I brought the plague with them
With the butterflies"

Hush now and let it go
Close your eyes now

And we drift away, together away from the pain
Deep in this sheltering night, to a forgiving dream
Until one minute past midnight, the room was filled
Filled only with butterflies