Testo di Blackthorne

From frozen edifice unheeded my calls Dream silent among grey basalt halls Neither here, nor ever did I belong The haunted, the hunted still stands alone And ice enshrined this fragile kingdom Awoke desires of forgotten bliss Rise to the sun they fall in anguish Tenebrous sorrow this day would bring Etherial watchers with eloquence spoke Such myriad lands now forsook Dusk scorched orchid her sweet perfume In carven mausolea starborn consume Tread softly for now, kin of the night A winter moon guides her palace of light Granted paths to higher realm sought On ebon wings together take flight Rekindle tempests, enslaved by frost Her gentle caress, a graven kiss Such towering vision of mortality refrain Fair Lilith be found, her hand would I claim