Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back To Times Of Splendor, artist - Disillusion. Album song Back to Times of Splendor - EP, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 05.04.2004
Record label: Metal Blade Records
Song language: English
Back To Times Of Splendor |
Half way through the wheat, my golden foe |
With his itching ears in the scorching heat |
The weight of summer, torment to my hands |
Armed with a sickle I am out for his beguiling glance |
Thought I heared a mare neighing from the creek |
Where in every hour spared we anxiously would meet |
Drunken whispers noone could hear |
'til the day when hordes of wasps |
Poisoned every hour so passed |
She was faint as I when she spoke to me |
Reluctantly. |
Words came through |
Words of leaving here and leaving me |
And her eyes grew bigger then |
Bound in moonlit glittering |
She Leaned to me and whispered tears into my ear |
Well, I went to see the creek again |
And many a day I’d stand at its shoreline wondering |
If it might be heading north |
Through the timber, passed the lake and our chalet |
Should have gone with her, should have gone with me |
But I stayed when she begged me |
To come with her, never to separate, never to be alone |
And lept silent when I should have sung the song of heart |
And remained loyal to the thief |
There is a road that I must travel |
May it be paved or unseen |
May I be hindered by a thousand stones |
Still onward I’d crawl down on my knees |
At sudden swallows took upon the scene |
Heralding what I could not have foreseen |
A threat of rain on the dark horizon |
A strong foreboding of a storm arising |
And willows’d roar, midges dazzled |
Birches sigh from painful lessons |
Lessons they’d learned in life |
That every stem breaks if bent too far |
Will I run for a shelter and quiver? |
Will I run away, be idle and shiver? |
And thunders pound so hard, pound the drums of warfare |
Hungry clouds draw closer with reptile teeth as lightning |
Is it the fear of the inevitable that is keeping me awaiting? |
I am rigid as of reverence, still and enduring |
I must have seen it coming |
Oh my longing’s neverending. |
Time’s so pale |
So come with colors, paint it burning red |
I fear no more, can see clearly now |
The morning sun beyond the clouds |
And when the dark night seems endless |
With only a quarter moon left of light |
I am longing back to times of splendor |
Longing far away, away from here and back to you |
I swagger back and forth dancing the betrayer’s dance |
For the last of all times, I swear |
For the last damn time, I swear ! |
I am over and through with all your lectures |
I know this is the right step to do |
Over and through with all you lectures |
I know this is the right thing to do ! |
If I don’t leave now I will be lost in the hot burning dungeon |
They have oh so thoroughly prepared for me to all eternity |
Hear her whispering feel my cheek ablaze |
And I take the first step of a thousand more to come |
There is a road that I must travel |
May it be paved or unseen |
May I be hindered by a thousand stones |
Still onward I’d crawl down on my knees |