Shadows are growing

Shadows're growing well Shadows're growing in my fields From the roots to the sky Shadows're growing well This is my piece of land You don't belong to my country Awesome foreigner Shadows're growing well Since you've been away I don't even have the strength To be insulted at night Shadows're growing well The hills in my dreams All hissing behind me Walking like a whore Shadows're growing well So my bed is cold So my bed is hassle free Flat on the black Shadows're growing well Nothing is lost Nothing is created Happiness goes to the braves Nothing is lost Nothing is created The rest of the Earth to the graves Shadows're growing well Shadows're growing in my fields