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Misty Ways gothic-metal / Brno

„Dark Valentine Party 8 4.2.2017 Brno, Favál“

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Text skladby Omfalos


z alba Train of Lust

Autor hudby: Derias
Autor textu: Derias, Elizabeth

Moonbeams over the lake
beat of the heart of the innocent maid
and silent whispers
Eldar´s voice in the nameless speech
Her screaming echoes over the hill
The forest is shakin´ and time is standing still
Hanging the cold, cold mist
The sun goes down and she could not resist

I am the forest and I am the lake
I hear the clans, as they whisper my name
I hear them building, raising a circle of stones
and dancing by fire when twilight comes
I see the pilgrims from the distant lands
I see the pilgrims now as they join their hands
They hear the bone horns in through the mist
This night at coast of Omfalos

Priestess waiting for sign
Drumming and howling time after time
Wandering Wrinkles – gliding wings in the midnight sky
Her body is lying on the unholy ground
Greedily soul always waiting all around
Above the painted head
Only one twist and the water is red

I am the forest, I am the lake
I hear the clans, whispering my name
I hear them building, raising a circle of stones
and dancing by fire when twilight comes
I see the pilgrims from the distant lands
I see the pilgrims now as they join their hands
They hear the bone horns in through the mist
This night at coast of Omfalos

Can you feel my trait? I´m your nightmare wraith
And just here you´ll die under crimson skies
And I hear your screams on the velvet greens
When your soul is damned, Dark One makes the end . .

Sleep
Until the morning light reveals the mansions
Over the oceans
Far away

I am the forest, I am the lake
I hear the clans, whispering my name
I hear them building, raising a circle of stones
and dancing by fire when twilight comes
I see the pilgrims from they distant lands
I see the pilgrims now as the join their hands
They hear the bone horns in through the mist
This night at coast of Omfalos