My Mistress Lyrics - Entwine

Throughout these woods a flaming dress of hers 

caress my soul as the morning mist will come 

The voices make me feel how I am embraced 

By ecstatic sounds of love that she gave me 

This mo(u)rning makes me sad, my mistress won't be here 

I see my mistress by the riverside 

She feeds my desire with kisses of nature, blood and wine 

Those falling leaves in frigid autumn day 

Reminds me this won't last forever, not a day 

This mo(u)rning makes me sad, my mistress won't be here