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[Holmlid, Mörck, Beethoven] Twilight, candlelit walls A strong crescendo Highlights the lonely calls From my piano Melody, come to me sing your silent voice Remedy my envy Bring me one last choice Why, why can't you bring me to find? To clear your sound no wayfarer is blind See my hands Conducting a nightmare The symphony of a tragedy So great it devours me These notes are just fantasy Peretual dream won't let go of me I struggle to live without the notion of a sound that could open my mind Letras de canciones moonlight, make me conceive a slow sonata Midnight, the dead will grieve to this dark cantata The detestable dance to my score they hear my cries Your guidance I implore See my hands Constructing a nightmare the symphony of a universe So vast it devours me These nights are just fantasy Celestial beam, help me to see I struggle to live without the notion of a sound That could open my mind [Solo: Mörck, Magnunsson] Into a unending sorrow A festival of horror An orchestra of the undead So bright my destiny was Golden future Inside shadows amass Nocturnal rapture Melody, come to me Sing your silent voice Remedy my envy Bring me one last choice Why can't you bring me to find? to hear your sound No wayfarer is blind See my hands Conducting a nightmare The beauty of a melody Is all that inspires me to write my last symphony Perpetual dream never lets go of me I struggle to live without the notion of a sound That could (have) opened my mind From Letras Mania