Godsend - A Wayfarers' Tears, Part III lyrics

"The rain is pouring down, while the wind is raging like a savage. Down the treelined avenue a lost soul walks, seemingly untouched by the fierce weather. The ground is littered with orange-yellow leaves, a memory of what was a beautiful summer. There is no sign of life, except for a lonely crow fighting against the wind" A crow flies listless Singing a song of sadness With heavy wings it struggles Against the vicious boggles Its dark eyes are hollow The pain it bravely swallow Suddenly I am aware A common pain we share And now I comprehend To the weak I must tend To the very end... The piercing rain stings The birds rain stings The birds' battered wings As it tumbles to the ground Into a muddy mound