Underworld کے بول

A rose, from the silence I rose from dust in silence The night was red and cold The Moon stood still above me My hands were cold and numb A flame was born inside me It spoke with voice so thin Dark wings move slow in silence The bell will never ring I am the flame you buried The sky has cracked and low I walk where no one lingers My name is carved and stole The light is weak before me The void is wide and cold The light is weak before me The voice is wearing old, ooh Gravemor waits in shadow In my eyes, you are dark and gray Olyndra Sings through ruins Her soul is lost and freezing This is great Netherblood feels the silence Netherblood, her crown is gold and tilen No one rose remains, still bleeding Its thorns are sharp and hollow-deep I light the stars in silence The graveyard breathes and flows Doomgrave will rise in darkness And freeze what light still flows