Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Silent Snow, artist - Parov Stelar. Album song Coco, Pt. 2, in the genre Лаундж
Date of issue: 27.08.2009
Record label: Etage Noir
Song language: English
Silent Snow |
Al Sagoth |
A Black Moon Broods Over Lemuria |
Into The Silent Chambers Of The Sapphirean Throne |
(Sagas from the antediluvian Scrolls) |
Black winds whispering 'cross the fens |
In eldritch coils (jewelled and gleaming) spires entwined |
Enraptured by the moon’s sweet spells |
'gainst the skies of (Bleak and brooding) winter blackly etched |
The Topaz Throne of Kings is crack’d, eon’veiled, enrob’d in black |
Ensorcelled blade glimmers sunset’s fire, saga-spinner, take up thy lyre |
«Thus spake the silent halls of Valusia…» |
Curses borne on vampyre tongues |
Elder-fiends, o' nameless ones |
Torches glow in silver cressets |
In the Temple of the Serpent |
Waves enshroud where marble gleamed |
Spectral witch-song rides the gale |
Black wings above the land of dreams |
And silence haunts the nighted vale |
Winged dragon coiled in thrice |
Bane of flame in shadowed ice |
Flooded by the bloated moon |
The ivory worm now sleeps entombed |
Ten thousand spear-points gleaming bright |
Sharp-honed steel in pale dawn’s light |
Grim-eyed legions wait brooding |
'neath the banner of the Serpent-King |
Winged dragon coiled in thrice |
Bane of flame in shadowed ice |
Flooded by the horned moon |
Awake o' worm and quit thy tomb |
«Thus spake the silent halls of Valusia…» |
The Atlantean sword beckons me |
And I descend from moon-shrouded skies |
Into the Tower of the Black Serpent… |
Tales are told to me now in dreams |
Shadowed lyre strings |
And sweet whisperings… |
The grim and glorious battles of warrior kings |
(When the earth ran red with the blood of the slain) |
And the shining realm of Valusia… |
Carried upon the sweet night winds |
Piercing the veil of my delirium |
I embrace the rapturous scent of black lotus |
(I hear the lament of the Immortals…) |
«Ka nama kaa lajerama |
Yagkoolan yok tha xuthalla!» |
And lo, I hear the beat of black leathern wings from moonless gulfs |
Dark spirits wander the silent halls of the Sapphirean Throne |
And in dreams I see the oceans rise to devour the gleaming spires |
As the shades of immortals guide me to the Valley of Silent Paths… |
Black winds whispering 'cross the fens |
In eldritch coils (jewelled and gleaming) spires entwined |
Enraptured by the moon’s sweet spells |
'gainst the skies of (bleak and brooding) winter blackly etched |
The topaz throne of kings is crack’d, eon’veiled enrob’d in black |
Ensorcelled blade glimmers sunset’s fire |
Saga-spinner, take up thy lyre |
Thus spake the Antediluvean Scrolls |