Mourning for my ancient life They cry their funeral screams Moonlight shines into the black eyes Moonlight is bright when they are in the skies
I've got no feelings left pain Shivering in the breeze of a cold autumn rain May my spirits rest in peace In the shades of the frosty winter trees
When the winter will come...
Forest snow falling before my eyes Icy darkness seems blacker now Hearts of the forest demons are frozen Unholy darkness, they rule at night
Left for dead, my scream tears the night Snowbirds fly away in fright The moon winks an eye and burns my paradise Rips my eyes and mutes my cries
I ride in the nightfall Witness the awakening Of a new age to come Freezing my world until it's funeral time
Misty was the dark forest Misty was the night Cursed was the wind blowing Cursed was the saint in light
Pale were the dreams that dwelled Pale were the dead Cold was the frosty land Cold was the sand
Mourning day has arrived...
My final words were spoken dark Brought away with the wind Ravens returned and raised me to the sky Breaking the spell of a hundred years time
When the moon tore my dreams And broke ravens' wings Desperately I slept alone Without their song and my grave forlorn
Now the mourning day has arrived Fly high blackest ravens Breaking the spell for another century Mourning day ravens are saviours of meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
