Testo di Winter Solstice

Trees shadow lines my face an ancient tresspass I bleed from deep inner stigmatas Of the black catalyst Buried in time The withered graves covered Only by the found of falling snow Endlessly drifting in a shape of star Deeper in the sad song of saturnine night On the arms of weeping mother Lies the burning will of winter Towards the ancient stars And magical gateways Dreams that dwell In sickness and death Swallowed by the emerald snow Falling from trees Eternal from here