Ten Strings of darkness on a sad I watch the mountains where the frost The northern is guiding me To the
Silently the night fly Their last scream, my dirge Under the full moon, a In the
Still I walk with wounds but the third is now rising the ashes of a dying love, a new soul is born Watch the like snow in the winter The that fell, so splendid to rape
Tall are the shadows dance before me As they show the way to the An autumn that never reach Condemned to
wind, like a spirit fly Through the autumn trees the sky Hoofs are pounding, in the clouds of sorrow, watch me die
Hear the violin, so sad and Like a breeze, the of Drynhwyl the wind, like my spirit die Dreaming of the queen, the queen of
Now they die, pure flow My souls funeral, too to the end Now they die, purest blood Forever die, but I must, I die Through the sky, the forest, I must die
the wind, go north east child To the purest of Go to the forest will never end There you'll your fate
And to the north I rode, on the coldest of I the mountains where the frost began no angels ever dare to tread Where is all mine
At last I the throne of bereavement Grim and raised to the sky The velvet thorns of Drynhwyl are And so are and sadness
Sadness, ohh
See my sacrifice In the trees you will my voice Ever calling, falling
Darkness in front of our A darkened circle you've As you leave and I have to stay
Ten of darkness on a violin sad Flowing tunes on autumn Ashes spread in the northern I can fly