كلمات In Crimson Dreams

In Crimson Dreams I've struggled to find the dimmest of candlelight Under which to scrawl these morbid words Through half-hearted and mortal innocent sacrifice To dreams of the rising snake, beneath cimmerian skies From leaves that fell under Autumn strain To slowly dying embers, that crackle in the rain I am dreaming crimson dreams of you Oh, the scars carved in my body... I gave to you The fires... May your glory be jewelled With gifts of armour, worn with pride, lost in battle To the rings I wear that bear your name I am dreaming crimson dreams of you Have I ever felt this way before? Have I ever dreamed that I could be inside of you? Taste your ever sweet love Bow my head at the sound of you crying? I remember when I tasted your tears.