Night had arrived
And winter was sweeping by
Vitality had forsaken me
And I was left to die
«Is this my funeral
Will I ever see the sun again? «As the snow steady fell
Veiled what was left of me
I closed my eyes
And listened to the night
«Soon your soul he’ll harvest with his schythe "
But out from the darkness
A presence firmly emerged
My frozen wake she approached with grace
She is the oldest star
Her heritage runs in my blood
An essence fierce as night itself
Forever thou shalt guide my steps
She regained me not with life, but with a curse
«Now, the sun in your chest no longer burns»
Condemned to walk among shadows in seclusion of my past
Forgotten
She is the oldest star
Her heritage runs in my blood
An essence fierce as night itself
Forever thou shalt guide my steps
I can’t feel anything
Except the cold
That imprisons my heart
I am so empty, so old
Is this my rebirth
My destiny, this bane
The night owns me now
Only shadows shares my curse
All traits of being human now drained out my infamous soul
I was released from my enforced barriers
Day by day passes on
Yet still the night owns me, as she always has done
She is the oldest star
Her heritage runs in my blood
An essence fierce as night itself
Forever thou shalt guide my steps
Is this my rebirth
My destiny, this bane
The night owns me now
Only shadows shares my curse
TanyaRADA пишет:
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