When sincerity thought to be null And the oath unbroken still In the most somber shadows of night I will reveal the most blinding of light
This sudden dichotomy of crippling souls Casting all warmth of the sun into the cold
Swept into the winter winds, bound by invocation Never to return again, exiled from Elysium
If this river carries-any memory at all I will drift along-it's absent waves To crash against the stone as words, unspoken verse A sound once most serene - the siren used to sing
Tragedy sang lore of woven gods, in an era of skyward chains With the cold that wields thus morning, in the shadow of odium flames Yield to those who tread with malevolent storms March forth, wild heart - to reclaim spirits scorned
This sudden dichotomy of crippling souls Casting all warmth of the sun into the cold The throne defiled, broken frail marks Casting a light into ever-endless dark
Damned me, depraved the warmth of home Encased the astral gown In silence we rejoice Through vagrant woods reborn This broken earth beneath me, yearning incomplete Tomorrow rests behind the mountainside
If this river carries-any memory at all I will drift along it's absent waves To crash against the stone as words, unspoken verse A sound once most serene - the siren used to singTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
