Dantalion Forest Of Laments
I´m the chosen one to walk with the dead,
although I don´t know it,
each midnight I go to my datewith souls,
to guide them to someone´s home,
and they´ll announce him his dead.
I lead the procession,
bearing death´s standard,
the souls are following me,
with candles made of deceased bones,
walking through lonely paths,
stopping in earth rrosing,
until we reach our destiny.
Ended our travel,
The "Compaña" enters the hause of the next deceased,
leaving a candle that will be picked up the following nigth,
meaning the unarvoidable end.
I´m the chosen one the walk with the dead.
Although I don´t know it,
I guide them to someone´s home,
to announce him that he soom won´t be alive.
I offer this suffering to anyone who comes across me,
until someone accepts.
I´ll carry this curse till the end of my days
