Unspoken were the words When smile and croocked pain unite Together they are the joy Skinned through ultimate overdose O'my mother who bore me It is better if I flee Better I go from these lands Go to Kalma's grove Unspoken were the words When smile and croocked pain unite Still gentle and so beautiful Chained with the path of purity Through the stone My divine Until the frolic cries Chain me My divine Into the winter of the time O'my mother who bore me It is better if I flee Better I go to Tuonela's yards Where Earth-Ghost rises from the earth