Текст песни Storm

Silver spoon on an empty plate A black frame around our hate Like a hidden mark, deep within ourselves The God that lead us left this place Hear a grievous melody Fear as if you’ll be my own A poem, a string, a hidden tone A rite that shows you the unknown Like a memory, of another time The seven notes that set you free I hear a tempting melody I fear I’ll be on my own See the fire release the storm There’s a curse heading our way Say goodbyes to all our loved ones Beyond the unknown You will last a thousand times You will be forever mine