Here I kneel amongst the dead My mind a clouded haze Dancing o’er the field of death A vixen calls my name
Behind the veil of gossamer frame ivory white Voice like a harp with cruelty in its’ chime The northern lights begin to dance the sky’s alive Her haunting laugh echoing off the ice I’d die just to find what’s behind the veil
She lures me through the snow-clad peaks This wench in gossamer My smoldering heart she hopes to reap The Frost Giant’s daughter
She beckons me with body white and golden mane To follow her across the icy waste She taunts me on, entices me, to violent rage My frozen limbs fed fire from the chase I’d die just to find what’s behind the veil I’d die just to find what’s behind the veilTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
