Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Beautiful Death , by - Wintersun. Song from the album Wintersun, in the genre Release date: 12.09.2004
Record label: Nuclear Blast
Song language: English
Beautiful Death |
| My face turned pale before the cold eyes of death |
| My body was frozen by the stare from the dark |
| I don’t want to think of anything, but there’s storm of thoughts in my head |
| I wasn’t prepared for this, 'cause I’m not ready to die |
| Nothing could have prepared me for this |
| «Only way out is through window of dreams» (backwards) |
| Nothing but blood so red and deceased |
| Nothing but pain, I fall on my knees |
| Tormenting demons, I suffer and bleed |
| Only way out is through window of dreams |
| The rain whips the lonely and crushed soul |
| The dark clouds are closing fast, the wind is blowing the colours of life away |
| The growing shadow will darken my dreams, and with the fire inside me it feeds |
| I’ll be screaming in the stars when it’s over |
| Storms are raging on the path to home, once so silent and calm |
| The desperate glare of the dark light is cast on the fallen one |
| And when the illusions sigh no more, the journey to new dream will carry on |
| 'cause life is just a beautiful death |
| Life turns a new and strange page |
| They will try to take everything away from me |
| You’ll never know the future |
| Save me from the rain |
| Tell me what matters in life, if anything |
| I’m struggling with sickness |
| They will try to take everything away from me |
| Are you trying to hide from the end |
| Save me from the rain |
| Save me from the end |
| My face turned pale before the cold eyes of death |
| My body was frozen by the stare from the dark |
| I don’t want to think of anything, but there’s storm of thoughts in my head |
| I wasn’t prepared for this, 'cause I’m not ready to die |
| (Jari's Guitar Solo) |
| The rain whips the lonely and crushed soul |
| The dark clouds are closing fast, the wind is blowing the colours of life away |
| The growing shadow will darken my dreams, and with the fire inside me it feeds |
| I’ll be screaming in the stars when it’s over |
| Storms are raging on the path to home, once so silent and calm |
| The desperate glare of the dark light is cast on the fallen one |
| And when the illusions sigh no more, the journey to new dream will carry on |
| 'Cause life will always be withering away from us |
| I want to be alone with you |
| And I’ll give my heart to you, before I go |
| 'cause life is just a beautiful, beautiful death |