Akallabeth (US)

The Shadow Of A Dream
A heart of cold solitude Beats in the snow Her body resigned By the truth that she might know. She leaves this world. One dies to truly live and she'll rise Above this world she grew to despise Detached from everything she loved She closes her eyes and she goes on. She is not here, she is gone. Cold pale skin, one with Earth Eyes are closed, she is not here Clutching flowers in her hand Spring is not here And this is her end. Through fields of forever she dances away. She climbs the stairs and she sees a new day, Beyond this life, Beyond this world. Her voice will echo beyond this Earth From Letras Mania