Grimm Of Decembers Mailune lyrics

She notices some careful taps On the wooden floor And on that rotten slats Fast her scared heart pounders As her candleflame fades The plenifog chiseles her grimly wonders In a weaker light she notices the fog to late Those coldness' froze her bed at night So pure is the grim of decembers mailune Dark enclosed is the moor and moon Under the pines into the cabin slumbers Pale is her face while she gaze Dark enclosed by the plenifogs haze Under the pines into the cabin slumbers... Once she noticed some careful taps On the wooden floor and on that rotten slats Once her scared heart poundered fast The fog drew her picture in immortal past.