
Date of issue: 23.08.2009
Record label: Candlelight, Tanglade Ltd t
Song language: English
Mired |
A pale cold haze by stealth conceals the path |
As lurking shade transforms the day so fast |
Rich colors fall against the bleak decay |
Am I the one to pass these waters longing |
For their living prey? |
All where I can turn my look is a reign of Mire |
I cry out but echoes die unborn |
The dismal life of the Mighty Bogs |
Shall go on undisturbed at all… |
Perceive the stuffiness, the swamp’s breathing hard |
Digesting dreams of those who’re now its part |
Who’ve been sucked in or maybe jumped themselves |
They cheat all deaths and never die being dead |
Let woken be those whose time has passed |
And the blessed get dressed in their newer flesh |
Then come to soak my fury up and join |
To free our world from meanness |
No matter those who’re telling you |
There’s nothing to be awake for |
The Mire is enormous but not endless |
As it’s born grace |
And I’ve been aged to find them |
I’ve spent all my life |
Searching for finally succeeded |
Yet after all I’ve been through |
It seems to me that I am the only one |
Who dares to know |
…I find the way out… |
Hear me call from the other side |
Of the deadly mire’s halls |
See I could pass them through |
And some other will if he wants |
And all those who were killing me |
For billion poignant times |
Failed again… yet my stars rise to shine |
For the last time in these skies… |
Name | Year |
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The Autumn Dancers | 2009 |
The Crown of Winter | 2009 |
Bless You to Die | 2009 |
Beautiful Nature | 2009 |
The Seventh Symphony of Satan | 2009 |