Ten of darkness on a violin sad I the mountains where the frost begin The northern is guiding me To the
Silently the night fly Their scream, my eternal dirge Under the full moon, a In the
Still I walk with open but the third is now rising Through the ashes of a dying love, a new is born Watch the like snow in the winter The angels that fell, so to rape
Tall are the shadows dance before me As they show the way to the An autumn forest that never Condemned to
Chasing wind, a spirit fly Through the autumn towards the sky are pounding, in the clouds above Chariot of sorrow, me die
Hear the violin, so sad and a breeze, the songs of Drynhwyl Chasing the wind, my spirit die of the queen, the queen of roses
Now they die, pure flow My funeral, too close to the end Now die, purest blood pours die, but I must, I must die Through the sky, behind the forest, I die
Follow the wind, go north child To the purest of Go to the that will never end There find your fate
And to the north I rode, on the coldest of I watched the mountains where the frost Where no ever dare to tread Where is all mine
At last I found the of bereavement Grim and bleak to the sky The velvet of Drynhwyl are mine And so are death and
Sadness, ohh
See my sacrifice In the trees you will hear my Ever calling, ever
Darkness in front of our A darkened circle you've As you leave darkness and I have to
Ten of darkness on a violin sad Flowing on autumn funeral spread in the northern storm I can fly