A mind full of haunted shadows Keeps away the painfull sleep Light a candle for the sacred moment Needless thoughts are in to deep Scary pictures behind
Перевод: Angel Dust. Под Silence.
Bewildered by silence Stuck by its questions and lucid ways to make us aware I did not know how cruel that could be That so many cases will never be solved
Bewildered by silence Struck by its questions and lucid ways to make us aware I did not know how cruel that could be That so many cases will never be
Black stone summoning the eternal power of the winter moon... Fen-witch revel in ancient spellcraft, Beneath a horned and waning moon Enchantress, heather
awaits my grasp, The dreaming gods now grimly brood in The silence of atlantean spires. The sky is black with chaos-fiends, Spellcraft rides with witch-storm’s wings, Beneath
sun, Now silence broods over lemuria... Shimmers of black in the massing dark, Moon-frost glistens upon my tongue, The wraiths have gathered beneath
sun was gold... Eyes were blinded with his light... The sun he gave reflected back the night The moon was waning, almost out of sight...Softly Ocean Gypsy calls... Silence
I descended a dusty gravel ridge Beneath the Bixby Canyon Bridge Until I eventually arrived At the place where your soul had died. Barefoot in the shallow
questioners Prepared the inquisition While jackals in the shadows Manoeuvre for position A fundament of righteous men A barrow ideals The carriage of misjustice Crushes all beneath it's wheels Conspiracies of silence
you lower me down beneath that sky of gray Let the rain fall down and wash away your pain For every word we never spoke We have a tear to cry For every silence
Caught beneath visions of hatred Drowning fast in sounds of silence Caught between divisions of hate Can't breathe under this weight of existence [Chorus
Sleeping beauty Where have you been You should know Iґm counting on you here Feels like clouds beneath your wings It is night, you see it as it is It
wake we are born dying Voicing insignificance Awake with me into glacial skies As the earth below lies august Should time be meek we may drink Of oceans of ageless silence
making sense And if i could Just realize it doesn't really matter, It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matter If i could touch the sound of silence
rare as laughter Leaving our world to enter Malicegarden A journey that will last forever A legion of mourners crying the past Bedding the remnants deep in silence