The dark between the stars Enveloping her mind The world obscures around her Affecting space and time
A sacrifice is called for A destiny fulfilled Her light is slowly dying Her ancient blood is spilt
She's struggling to survive The old curse of the serpent Could save her with new life
A source of change is coming close The universe is torn From painful loss and misery A beautiful thing is born Something beautiful can grow
The serpent sword is calling New life will soon be born To end all desperation To send the shadows forth
What could have been Is lost in forevermore Her greatness yet remains Her life is not in vain
The dark between the stars Enveloping her mind The world obscures around her It's calling her to die
A source of change is coming close The universe is torn From painful loss and misery A beautiful thing is born Something beautiful can growTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
