- A Mask In The Mirror
Carry me and throw me, into the waters that kept you and yours alive and if that was fear I'd leave you with your doves You'd want to eat the hand that hit you ...
- Autumn Leaves
Autumn witches standing barefoot in the sea Singing songs that even brought the devil to his knees We shall inherit the time Like the thunder stands for comfor...
- Carrier Of Wounds
I slumber throught my years, like the desert moves with the wind Frozen and flickering, the lustful year has met its end A wanderer I am indeed the son of the m...
- Coiled In Wings
A shelter for me in the storm, to faint, and see ravens fly I am the one worthy, to carry those born with wings Swim with me, meet my dreamking See my broken ...
- Den S?kaldte
Listen, hear my demons dance after a view and a fallen star, they gather Look, see my demons gleam they've brought us stains and my bubbles bother Drifting us...
- Den S?kaldte
Listen, hear my demons dance after a view and a fallen star, they gather Look, see my demons gleam they've brought us stains and my bubbles bother Drifting us...
- Den Skaldte
Listen, hear my demons dance after a view and a fallen star, they gather Look, see my demons gleam they've brought us stains and my bubbles bother Drifting us...
- I Sang For The Swans
went away with my fathers, to gather the fallen To return with the wisdom of the kings Let me dream (Let the jewels gleam) Let the fallen hear: "It never rains ...
- Remembrance Of Things Past
This sweetness that surrounded us, and bled with us We touched it, and it smelt far worse than weeds I have touched winds I have touched sorrows (I touched the...
- The Plunderer
The dust the Dreamking and I Kept restrained like the flesh between the ribbons We did what the sun forbade us to Oh how mournful we are, soon to be given wing...
- Those Who Caress The Pale
Strange how mysteriousness bound us and drags us through these dark times Strange how the twilight encourages us and fills us with awesome pride Strange how a...
- To Swarm Deserted Away
I swarm deserted away, like glass Warm, and as fevers, I am as flame I am death For I, I weave our blasphemies Wicthes painted me, Like the mysteries created m...
- You That May Wither
A distant cry From whom I perished for? No You are born the winterburden I bled your tears once If only I could wither, You, That May Wither A distant cry Fro...
- You, That May Wither
A distant cry From what I perished for? No It was born The winterburden I bled its tears once Oh, if only it could wither, wither in the absence of my thoughts ...