Woorden:
Dawn Of Silence Haunted Dreams

am awake in the sound of roses and a young girl's voice. We are drowning in the approaching shadows. I am dreaming and cannot hold it. I have seen. (Dear Christ: the silence

, Waves enshroud where marble gleamed, Spectral witch-song rides the gale, Black wings above the land of dreams, And silence haunts the nighted vale.

Her chamber waits through timeless days For her lost warmth and her voice And the haunting way she moves against the wind In such silence Set blue skies

queen A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land The crimson birth that swamped the earth in dark and deadly dreams And all mankind did bow

And vowed them both to silence deep beneath the lake Now if its real or just a dream One mystery remains For it is said on moonless nights They may still haunt

Can you feel the smells of angels around you? A new day is dawning in the dungeon's fog A tear of silence falling, forgotten and gone So lonely, so

their light ... Dwelling into the unknown In silence they march... Betrayed by the God of the light Raised into the night... Whispering screams in the wind... Silence

of dawn I wake to curse The rising of the sun. Every life is built on hope Now my dreams have surely passed, Inner voices haunt my numbered days Darkness