Of blood and time within these veins Pulsing the dim, thundering... Upon the pale horses crying, surreal Beksinski's hooves cascading heaven O blind fortune Darkness favours the brave, the fallen... carrion Bring forth the stars and tear down the sky
Blackest sister of Evenfall From evening gown to armour Your skin is so cold... Onwards, bright eyes and gilded hearts We rise and we fall From fire to ice, blind in defiance We race the sun..
O fortune, how long must we dirge to breathe life? How long? How long?
Blackest sister of Evenfall From evening gown to armour Your touch is so cold...
Glorious tidings through sacrifice The long hard road through hell... at what cost? Pilgrims to kings, of nothing but pain Our hands are full yet our hearts are empty
To the moths we pray, the crippled chorus... we despair The rise, the rust of icons, o gods of dust within us
Blackest sister of Evenfall From evening gown to armour Forever ours...
O fortune, how long must we dirge to breathe life? How long? How long? How long?
Cold, colder Ghost light lips trace my scars Serpents of the earth, feast... my heart I decay Colder, cold... decayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
