Tytuł: Velvet thorns

• Wykonawca: Katatonia
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   (Of Drynhwyl)
  
  Ten Strings of Darkness on a Violin Sad
  I watch the Mountains where the Frost begins
  The Northern Storm is Guiding me
  To the Forest
  
  Silently the Nightbirds fly
  Their last scream my eternal Dirge
  Under the Fullmoon a Funeral
  In the Forest
  
  Still I walk with open wounds but the Third is now
  rising
  Through the ashes of a Dying Love a new soul is born
  I watch the feathers like Snow in the Winter
  The Angels that fell, splendid to rape
  
  Tall are the shadows that dance before me
  as they
  Shows the way to the Dawn
  An Autumn forest that never reach
  Condemned to Sorrow
  
  Chasing the Wind / Like a Spirit fly
  Through the Autumn trees / Towards the Sky
  Hoofs are pounding / In the clouds above
  The Chariot of Sorrow / Watch me die
  Hear the Violin / So sad and blackened
  Like a Breeze / The songs of Drynhwyl
  Chasing the wind / Like my spirit die
  Dreaming of the Queen / The queen of roses
  
  Now they die, Pure Sorrow flow
  My Souls Funeral, Too close to the End
  Now they Die, Purest blood pours
  Forever Die, but I must...
  
  I must Die
  Through the Sky
  And the Forest
  
  Follow the Wind, go North my Child
  to the purest of Winters
  Go to the Forest that never Ends
  There you'll find your fate
  
  And to the North I rode, on the coldest of winds
  I watched the Mountains where the frost begun
  Where no Angels ever dare to tread
  Where Death is all mine
  
  At last I found the Throne of Bereavement
  Grim and bleak raised to the Sky
  The Velvet Thorns of Drynhwyl are mine
  and so are death and sadness
  
  See...
  My final Sacrfice
  In the trees you will hear my voice
  ever calling ever falling
  
  Ten Strings of Darkness on a Violin Sad
  Flowing tunes on Autumn Funeral
  Ashes spread in the Northern Storm