I painted my heart black, just to cover the darker shades Framed by tears so thick from ashes, oil and blood
Winter solstice night, but in my soul the dark won't step aside Increased with those long stretched hours, from seconds to years Until years became centuries
Lonely silhouettes moving on the wall like wounded birds With their crooked black claws, dancing around my throat Wounded in the hands of winter, I froze to death for her Outcast form her embrace, I bled to death for her
But I shall return, I will haunt her in her dreams
I rise like a morning star, strike down the holy ones Who betrayed their hearts for the crown That melted over their eyes
I shine like the North star, and blind their weak eyes Fill them with my sorrow And curse them in my arms
You threw me down the throat of hell Tied my hands and burned me with your tongue Drowned me in this nothingness Into the abyss of your poison well
Lonely silhouettes moving on the wall like wounded birds With their crooked black claws, dancing around my throat Wounded in the hands of winter, I froze to death for her But I shall return and sing you back to sleep...
I rise like a morning star, strike down the holy ones Who betrayed their hearts for the crown That melted over their eyes
I shine like the North star, and blind their weak eyes Fill them with my sorrow And curse them in my armsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.