The night has sunken over the thousand trees and snow covers the barren fields Draped in anguish I call for the moon: “Luna! Where art thou, my nocturnal Empress… Unveil thyself, guide my withered eyes between branches Lead me, away, along the spine of worlds Luna...”
Unanswered I fumble along paths, like a shiver on Earth's skin Further, deeper, but suddenly I stop For above, out of darkness, I see Her eyes peering at me with a cold white stare
“Empress!” I howl, but my voice gets lost in the wind She hides again and leaves me in the freezing dark The bells of wither echo... The gates have opened Enchanted I tread into the land of wilt Wither with me! Rest in the snow…
A faint light wakes me, lures me back from slumber My numb skin touched by the veil of Luna…
Caressed by the Lunar veil Mists wrapped ‘round my being Reaching out through this vivid dream, yearning for Her presence Brought back from the edge of eternity... but I still can not reach thee...
...but the mist rises and I'm no longer embraced ...a faint shimmer, enters my eyes…
Finally I can reach, beyond the dimness… My Empress turns and beckons me closer as She proceeds into the dark again but something's holding me back! Withered roots hold me shackled...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
