Struck is now the Sun, he's bleeding so hard And tainting the sky, with this brand-new red dawn Now slowly he just fades, fading into the night Ravashed by the darkness, the dusk's purest of lights
Blood is now spattered, across the whole dark sky Dusk shall now wash it, with darkness and with night I watch him perish now, I see his slow demise And smile toward the Heavens, for this great gift of thine
Thou art the one true queen Mistress of the night Sun's bloody slayer His one true fright Above the howling stars Above the fiery Hell You reign most supreme With yours, the crystal stream
You, who now slaughter the day, and send your pale beams Of madness and of pain, On ours, the feeble minds Your sweet heavenly figure, as pale as the white bone Lights through the black darkness, of the long sattered throne
And so you carry on, to conquer and to reign Until the fallen Sun, shall rise yet once again So your empires fall, your reign, it turns to dust Your beauty and pale beams, are now forever lost Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
