Crimson glow of dying sun was fading in silence As the darkness descended over the landscape
I could see the advent of the twilight domain Above the barren ridges of ageless mountains
Over the dismal embers of the blazing horizon A pale queen sat upon the throne of firmament
The weary mind intones a funeral sermon On the mournful scale of my oaken flute Beyond the splendor of celestial shapes Shadows gather around the golden cage
Mistress of starlight from above the heavens Shrouded the frozen fields in a silver mantle
An ocean of desolation stretching to infinity In whose waters i drowned my corrupted soul
Like a majestic vessel plying the stormy waves I wander in the mystical kingdom of the night
And as i sail along these stellar rivers I listen to the wailing of archaic forest Coldness that pierces like an ice spear Awakens the slumbering spirit of mineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
