the frost invades. the day's growing dark. lock your doors. misery arrives. black, silent smiles. passion is chained. hatred is born. love forlorn. . waiting for the time.
Strenghtened bravemen hearts. Ride with the pale moon. Reach for the source of wisdom. In the glare of the guiding star. Visions of a pure land. As fires haunt.
The unsaid tone of weak despair fail to resonate. Frayed end of our binding threads will disintegrate. Now by the laws our physique state. Failure to communicate, none to sentient.
Skyline high, backdrop low,. Choose which doomsday suits you most,. While I set the scene,. . The ribbons that remind where a memory goes,. To rub it in your face that you're missing out,.
Pride and credit. In a meaningless world. Don't be greedy. For the wishes of the mob. Spinning round for dirt. . Losing grip, but you're not the only one.
In the midst of the dead earth up through the clouds they rise. Feet sunk in moss heads covered in a veil of white. Kings born and die but fells still watch up proud.
Give me the drink of the fluid. That disintegrates. And lend me the sweet balm and blessing. Of forgetfulness, empty and strong. Lethe, Lethe. . Hold me near, unravel the stars.
Tiger in my arms should I be alarmed should I freeze,. Or should I realise that this is life and how it should be,. Teach me how to walk, how to talk like an animal,.
And I wrap my arms around me. And think of times gone by. I used to share my fate with you. Wrapped in a robe of fire. . Inhale - exhale. All that matters - torn to shatters.
One endless cold star. Here I stand... following. Thy dark spirit... thy faint light. A path across my dreams. Take me far... into the unknown fly. Over a desert... a snowfield.
Gently hold our heads. Gently hold our heads on high. . Aimless time in fear now hide. Overthrow the plan. Confusion lies in all my words. Mad is the soul.
On the top of the Falconhill.... I was standing surrounded by solitude. Evening breeze as my only friend. It was a beautiful dusk of November. Darkness wrapping around the hills where paths end.
Music: Hertrich. Lyrics: Hertrich. I look upon myself and curse my fate. Shall I compare You to a winter day ?. Pull down Your vanity, I say pull down !.
Two eyes in darkness like two burning fires. Still cold as a wintery lake. The moon is hidden behind dark clouds. Fluttering wings...the silence breaks.
It's the fall. You are damned to live your life in wastelands. It's the fall. In a world where weak ones are left alone. . Dreams, all your dreams. All your dreams are buried in mounts of sand.
[music: Nicklasson, Henriksson]. . And although it can be argued. Whether time will ever come to end. There is an overcoming sense of failing. If you never can see the end.
Darkness - In every line and word i'm singing. Demons - Haunting me whenever I think. . Nightfall - A dying man. Nightfall - Yes i am. Beasts inside me roar.
-----------------. (Lyrics: Sundin). Beautiful, oh web of stars. that looms amid the sons of Earth. Enfolds me in thine sylvan arms. that unity's vehement charms.
Rape us the time. You bring us this loving wave. Crosses they rose. On our once proud pagan land. . Those words they spoke were like. Needles on my skin.
Music: Hertrich. Lyrics: Hertrich. When fourty nights shall besiege Your brow. and dig deep wounds in Your beauty now. Your youth's prout livery so gazed on me.