Achlys scorned her reflection Glaring through darkened water Framed by stone and obscured forms Beckoning the Keres slaughter
Why is it that men are born As flowers never to bloom? Seeking the wisdom of ages Before they're taken too soon
Where was I when I was lost? Before I was I among you? Was it fate that led me to this place Or my sorrow passing through?
I once spoke to the forest Without the company of another The solitude that she allows Like secrets between lovers
Offerings were left this night So that others might know tomorrow When all of us have kept our words Our lives with end in sorrowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
