The Gate

I'm walking down the road, and far away I can see it
My destination has been decided
Cries of pain you hear, in the air there's a strange voice
that whispers your name and you see blood running through the river.
Now the wind is blowing so fast, the wolves are howling angry
While the moon lights up the lands, I wish someone could be here,
with me!!
I've crossed the gate, everything's confusing
but I'm not afraid to die,
I've cried in vain, no one answered
'Cause I have crossed the gate
That gate divides the dead and the living
and I am now in the other side
My heart no longer beats
And death is all around me...