Fall (Ikuinen Kaamos)

The man beholds the valley beneath him And stares at the beauty of his last sunset The light drifts away beyond the horizon The shadows grow longer with the wind The man looks at the light that withers away And feels the cold that veils his dark, fallen life He woes the grace of past and the frail fond smile In the forlorn of his lost and somber soul The man looks at the darkness that lays below And breathes the air that carries him through the depths He stands still on the edge of his final step In the forlorn of his lost and somber soul The man steps into emptiness And feels the air that frees the soul He falls and falls into the depths And feels the descending blackness