Carpathian Sonnet Of The Dead 歌词

Solidified clay deceived by faint light of day Across trees flew short dusk without flame Today the frost drains marl drunken by rains Doused will be land tortured by winds Embrace of mist overflowing the sticks Eagerly awaits on repulsive gravestones Under funeral ground is bore nocturnal fear Silence screams when unrest resides on soul Chilly timber surrounded chalcedonian seas Ominous whip of wings spoke from the crests Crimson eyes flared and clearly burn Darken skies by quills are declaring kraèún Burning crimson of twilight has disappeared Paraselena is hidden by mist Funeral calm turned to gale in necropolis And mortal land crossed the dead Fiery glances soared over rainy mountains By mourning screech they are paving their way Souls that fly will recover on ground And dead men on hooves will bring the revenge Behind the gates of life, beyond the fire of torch From sacred yird, where dead ones dwell Come souls so silent and secretly Aeons of wolflike famine howl the choirs That chant of the dead will burn by blaze Invisible black hordes will gallop tonight Clatter turns to silence - majestic and solemn Seven winters passed away, twelfth fullmoon rules Spirits are still roaming and graves are emptied Graves are vacant and spirits are wandering Marble on cenotaph got so cold Nightly gesture oranta redeems the forlorns And carpathian forests will hide the strayers