Rossomahaar

The Moon, The Sun, The Stars
Deep inside the woods, whose sight's embraced with Wintry fluid The wolves come forth the sacred fire, whose flame's enshrouded in My deep passion and anxiety Memories of pride, memories of hunger The lust forsaken, the hate bereft Bitterness and strength, they all come into one One and only, those far behind I've left Praise the somberness of outer worlds, Raise your hell and grant me your bereavement The luminary gods dwelling in my reveries, Buried in the infinite concealment The sun of the sleepless, the one we bark upon at night... The dawn brings it's regular disease, Granting us it's incinerating warmness Dearest phantoms of the night, they're finally released... Whom dost shine this magic light upon? The ghastly theatre of nature, is it thee? Whom dost mortify this scintillation among the cosmic lawns? The answers hidden within the very depths of me... Those crystal lakes of an alien origin Letras de cancionesWhat will they spawn and how will they act... Entangled in barbed wire is the divine pigeon What kind of peace will these long-dead spheres bring... Mythical source of an ancient knowledge A fountain of repulsion, truthfully the one I've longed for The legions march across my motherland The one deep beneath the surface of the earth In the night, in deepest solitude my spirit is reborn To fly high above the woods and explore the caverns of the Underwater lands, reigned by a supreme king with horns Will I worship him or cease...? Cease into the space, rise above the mental reign Afraid the natural and listen to what the looking glass will say... Unite with my spirit lovers, for the gates are open And the circle is now complete... From Letras Mania