Текст песни The Golden Weeding of Sorrow

Through the winter's woods To the giddy edge of light We shut the door on pain Those tales are dead - dead forever A wind must agree To blow us on course It can be quick to come But, once it's gone - it's gone forever Through the winter's woods To the giddy edge of light We are all in the vein It is already too late What do we winess? What do we negate? In this world of shadows And sordid allusion Through the winter's woods To the giddy edge of light All this arrogance and ignorance Will be washed away Craving for tomorrow Craving for today By association I want, want everything Through the winter's woods To the giddy edge of light