In a black-green forest
Where the light won't get through
Here I lie in the dark wooden cabin
Where the dust whirls around my face
A stag soars up there
Its eyes are so black
And full of rage
It's falling down at a violent speed
It's going to crush my bones
Pierce my chest
In the tiny house, I lie alone
But I hear someone coughing
Behind the dark chamber's closed gate
In there, a dead woman is lying
She suddenly rushes towards me
I fall at her feet
And on the dusty stone floor
I surrender to you