Tierras Altas

Lost in this forest
that the trees never let me see.
No place to hide,
nowhere to run.

Lost in this forest
knowing it will soon burn,
and only ashes will remain,
and I can't even move.
That's how it has always been,
this is how I will be.

So I'm in the highlands
and I know I have to fall.
You know these things happen,
so tell me I'll see you again
asleep sweet like an angel
at the gates of Eden.

If anything happens to me,
if we don't meet again.