This pre-dawn effulgence This refracted light Of dewfall at daybreak The heady flight Of murmurating starlings Rousing the air A whirr of thousand bird wings Maidens’ floating hair
I’ll die with this beauty In front of holy fountains To fulfill my duty At the feet of the mountains
The pre-dawn effulgence The refracted light Of dewfall at daybreak An eventual rite White frost covers the plains Like a ceremonial cloak Hiding the old bloodstains Around the sacred oak
Sky is my temple With pillars of mist Light is my faith that shines Through a cloud rift As white frost covers the fields It glares like a ritual knife Into the wound that never heals And consumes my soul from inside
So change the seasons The circle of life Inflame again the beacons A mountain bonfire White frost covers the plains Like a ceremonial cloak Overlies the bloodstains Around the sacred oak
Sky is my temple With pillars of mist Light is my faith that shines Through a cloud rift As white frost covers the fields It glares like a ritual knife Into the wound that never heals And consumes my soul My soul from insideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.