Testo di The Apprentice

In the twilight's gentle sighs Where the silent stones arise Bloom the flowers, rare and wise Guardians of the bygone cries Oh, the apprentice in the night Mixing scents of ghostly white Learning from the master's sight Crafting perfumes that delight From the graves, a fragrant plea Whispers of eternity Roses, lilies, set them free Alchemy's sweet mystery From the graves, a fragrant plea Whispers of eternity Roses, lilies, set them free Alchemy's sweet mystery Oh, the apprentice with his flask In the moonlight's tender bask Gathers blooms with which to task Perfume's art, his solemn mask In the cemetery's hush Lies a tale of dusk to dawn Where blooms with which to task Perfume's art, his solemn mask In the cemetery's hush Lies a tale of dusk to dawn Where the scents of life are drawn From the quiet, floral throng Oh, the apprentice now alone With the knowledge he was shown Turns the flowers into tone Scented stories, his to own Oh, the apprentice now alone With the knowledge he was shown Turns the flowers into tone Scented stories, his to own