Fading, traces of lost desires Seeking a goal for those empty lives From a wounded midnight sky She descends without knowing why.
She's a moonchild, born from a star's bite A supernova, living from a dying light She's an outcast the world is rejecting Not knowing yet they will bend the knee Before her.
But mine is already on the fertile land To honor her for she will stand As the Queen of the Black Sun.
A figure of love and hate Fair to the weak, cruel to the sinner She lightens the weight of my agony So my hand will be her hand And my blood will be her blood As I grow in the blazing light of her mantle That of the Queen Of The Black Sun.
Tender, as the child within her Wounded by a senseless world Glaring my eyes with her dichotomic stones She ascends with me to the sun.
Embracing my soul with hers She scatters a rain of glowing seeds And as we dance into a lightning sky I'm becoming one of her breed.
And she's becoming one of mine As the knight fights to live for she's also The princess of a pale moon.
A figure of spleen and grace.
Tender to me, kind to my anger She lightens the weight of my agony So my hand will be her hand And my blood will be her blood As I grow in the blazing night of her mantle That of the princess of a pale moon.
Anger, Wrath, Pain, Lust, As she makes hers all of the griefs She transcends all of my beliefs So I'll make all of us bend the knee Before her stance of secrecy Of Majesty.
And we'll shine in her glory For the infinite love she bleeds Tenderly on our wounded souls So we all hail to the Queen of the Black Sun.
All hail! All hail! All hail to the Queen of the Black Sun All hail! All hail! All hail to the Queen of the Black Sun
A figure of love and hate Fair to the weak, cruel to the sinner She lightens the weight of my agony So my hand will be her hand And my blood will be her blood As I grow in the blazing light of her mantle, A figure of spleen and grace Tender to me, kind to my anger She lightens the weight of my agony.
And my hand will be her hand, And my blood will be her blood So she shines upon our human tragedy For the knight will become her king For the king to become her prince.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
