Letra de Aphelion (original corregida) de Tristania
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Letra de APHELION (ORIGINAL CORREGIDA) de TRISTANIA.
( Tristania )
Yearning for days of yore
in elysian daydreams
Burn with a fatal gloss
a confounding mirror of souls
Dance with the winterwinds
in thy visions so sanguine
Glance upon Stygian streams
where lies hidden a pale secrecy
Hark?lures of the siren
yearn for the days when blithe thou was
Spiritus sana me verberis in dementris
Ergo solum da Requiem
Sworn to a secrecy
an arcanum devotee
Mourning a life with thee
a descendance of watery argentine
Trance of thy frailty
endure the exsanguine
Glance beyond closed eyelids
the conundrum of all mysteries
Hark?lures of the siren
yearn for the days when blithe thou was
Spiritus sana me verberis in dementris
Ergo solum da Requiem
Crossing in life?my heart
with silver in times?I?m weak, too weak?
Wan circling skies
secretes?silvering sorrow
Precious to me Aphelion
Thou are the fields where we wither still
Exhaust in thy waning world
My Aphelion on a broken mirror
where the veils of night and day
seems as one
May thy lids gather again
on a vast and frail crusade
Invigoration of pain pervation this time
in elysian daydreams
Burn with a fatal gloss
a confounding mirror of souls
Dance with the winterwinds
in thy visions so sanguine
Glance upon Stygian streams
where lies hidden a pale secrecy
Hark?lures of the siren
yearn for the days when blithe thou was
Spiritus sana me verberis in dementris
Ergo solum da Requiem
Sworn to a secrecy
an arcanum devotee
Mourning a life with thee
a descendance of watery argentine
Trance of thy frailty
endure the exsanguine
Glance beyond closed eyelids
the conundrum of all mysteries
Hark?lures of the siren
yearn for the days when blithe thou was
Spiritus sana me verberis in dementris
Ergo solum da Requiem
Crossing in life?my heart
with silver in times?I?m weak, too weak?
Wan circling skies
secretes?silvering sorrow
Precious to me Aphelion
Thou are the fields where we wither still
Exhaust in thy waning world
My Aphelion on a broken mirror
where the veils of night and day
seems as one
May thy lids gather again
on a vast and frail crusade
Invigoration of pain pervation this time
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