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The reddest flames I held,
now they are gone
the lakes of deepest green i charished,
now they are blurred
and the stars shone upon me,
now they faded away.
Alone in the night I am
alone and cold
alone and suffering
All I loved is now gone
alone I sing to the northern wind
"...she is gone"

(til I.)

Opeth-Nectar ( jedan dio)

Bring me through
Carry my empty shadow
And guide me inside your warped labyrinth
To the well of sin
I swear I will always love you


i malo:

My Dying Bride-For My Fallen Angel

As I draw up my breath,
And silver fills my eyes.
I kiss her still,
For she will never rise.

On my weak body,
Lays her dying hand.
Through those meadows of Heaven,
Where we ran.

Like a thief in the night,
The wind blows so light.
It wars with my tears,
That won't dry for many years.

"Loves golden arrow
At her should have fled,
And not Deaths ebon dart
To strike her dead."




Post je objavljen 04.02.2006. u 18:06 sati.