Atlantis کے بول

With pure innocence in heart she walks through the woods, Her long coat embraces her like raven wings. Cold steel in her hands, a red thin trace Follows her steps through the snow. In this cold world of hypocrisy she's a true word. Refr. In the nights, one hidden place His arms covered her, protected her Forbidden love In the nights, the silent nights Ebony found ivory A perfect fusion, unperfect end Old tree-trunks hide the senseless tragedy Of a young despaired girl Only heaven cries But life still goes on a few yards away In the old grey abbey which was home Now her lips remain closed and the white skin is cold Oh look what condemnation brought. He could not help her He was already dead Banned in a picture A hundred years old