Ashes Soil The Morning Wine
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Текст песни Ashes Soil The Morning Wine

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Storms of old, thy presence wished For there are echoes to carry forth Not yet lost to the forests depths Behold my glimpse of chance As thou not seek a scream so weak I pledge you mine Nothingness caresses perception A last breath marks my live Silence& Tranquillity falls upon me Eyes still shut& The pain caused harsh is ravelling All of nights deceptions Left unseen behind me A distant figure Drawing near I am no longer man nor alive My will is bound to the shadows madame That was the price i was eager to pay An eternal live as the fog witches prey Forever... Forever enslaved as a herald of evil I... I can´t stand this curse at all Damnation - till all end of days I now know what that means Lost in the fog witches castle Fulfilling her every dreams There must be a way i can flee from her grasp Escaping the oath i had sworn Through all fires of hate i would wander Away from my mistress - torn No longer will my rage be imprisoned By the veils of her love This night unleashes the horrors inside me The beast that´s kept within From the stairs of my chamber To cellars beneath Where in corners of filth The shadows still breathe Bitter sweet wine Rests in withering barrels As a potion laudanum Befouls jesus´ blood Tonight ends the day With the banquet´s last prey Tomorrow my oath Will be swept off my soul Forever... Forever enslaved as a herald of evil I... I can´t stand this curse at all Damnation - till all end of days I now know what that means Lost in the fog witches castle Fulfilling her every dreams There must be a way i can flee from her grasp Escaping the oath i had sworn Through all fires of hate i would wander Away from my mistress torn A glorious moment has seized tragic´s calm A nip on the glass will revenge all my harm After years of enthrallment And centuries past by The castle inhabitants In silence they lie Only a handful of ashes Remains of the mistress divine In eternal anger adorning The perfidious glass full of wine

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