As I wander into these woods, I know that I am lost Into the hope to find refuge. And I'm frowning on and on, While I lurk to my dispair. Deep in anguish for what I've done, I know I ceased to be In the past days of my life. But I wish I could go on, And find my consciousness. Deep in the boundless land, Into the home of thousands hopes; I'm walking to find the truth, About the might that has been lost. As far as I walk through this land, I know I am observed By the guilt of all mankind. And I'm frowning on and on While I lurk to my dispair. As I hear it – I feel it's close – I know I will decieve, For the wrongness of my deeds. But I wish I could go on, And find my consciousness. Deep in the boundless land, Into the home of thousands hopes, I'm walking to find the truth, About the might that has been lost. My spirit has been wasted, By the needs of all mankind.