Silhouettes Letra

ashes, oil and blood.

Winter solstice night but in
my soul the dark won't step aside.
Increased with these long stretched
hours from seconds to years.

Until years become centuries!

Lonely silhouettes moving on
the wall like wounded birds,
with their crooked black claws
dancing around my throat.

Wounded in the hands of winter,
I froze to death for her.
Outcast from her embrace
I bled to death for her.

But I shall return,
I will haunt her in her dreams.

I rise like a morning star,
strike down the holy ones who
betrayed their hearts for the crown
that melted over their eyes.

I shine like the north star,
and blind their weak eyes.
Fill them with my sorrow,
and curse them in my arms.

You threw me down the throat of Hell,
tied my hands and burned me with your tongue.
Drowned me in the nothingness,
into the abyss of your poison well.

Lonely silhouettes moving on
the wall like wounded birds,
with their crooked black claws
dancing around my throat.

Wounded in the hands of winter,
I froze to death for her.
But I shall return,
and sing you back to sleep.

I rise like a morning star,
strike down the holy ones who
betrayed their hearts for the crown
that melted over their eyes.

I shine like the north star,
and blind their weak eyes.
Fill them with my sorrow,
and curse them in my arms.