8. Morning Crimson
Red suns burning slow
inside the night, soft whispers echo
tides of darkness flowing like stars
crimson colours, paint our hearts
behold the sky so distant and bright.
Screams whispered, memories won
we are free to roam, destination never shown
gaze those in mist, gleam in night
without battles we dominate.
The dying light of eternal grey
above it all creations fall
thunderstorm of rage, lead us to the void
thorns and stones, swords for the moon.
Screams whispered, memories won
we are free to roam, destination never shown
gaze those in mist, gleam in night
without battles we dominate.
Under the clouds, in grace of night
we walk through the ashes and dust
in the failing light of the stormy day
born out of thorns from dragons kiss.
Screams whispered, memories won
we are free to roam, destination never shown
gaze those in mist, gleam in night
without battles we dominate.
9. The Forests Of Tomorrow
Searching the truth in the forest
denying the story that believes in past
knowing there's something imposing to come.
Moon, you are my goddess
night, you are my hope
trees are the shades behind me.
Wolves, you are my courage
ravens, you are my sight
winds are the strength in my mind.
Frozen ground saves me from the past
close your eyes, look into the stars
feeling the truth coming out from the dark
suprised by the greatness of might
and I look for the forests of tomorrow.
Moon, you are my goddess
night, you are my hope
trees are the shades behind me.
Wolves, you are my courage
ravens, you are my sight
winds are the strength in my mind.
12. Shadeweaver's Season
It is the shadeweaver's season,
the widowmaker's fall
and it takes no reason to tear you apart.
Cast a side your enlighted soul
I'll tell you story untold
throw away your mask so proud
I'll do it with or without.
As came the time shadows seize the day
without passion, life went on anyway
thought it should end, and my soul descent
on my throne of thorns, under crown of sin.
The convex tears of infinity, there wept
before dawn of time...
As came the time shadows seize the day
without passion, life went on anyway
thought it should end, and my soul descent
on my throne of thorns, under crown of sin