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 last scream, my dirge Under the moon, a funeral In the
Still I walk with wounds but the third is now rising Through the ashes of a dying love, a new soul is Watch the feathers like in the winter The angels that fell, so to rape
Tall are the shadows that before me As show the way to the dawn An forest that never reach Condemned to
Chasing wind, like a fly Through the trees towards 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 of roses
Now they die, pure flow My funeral, too close to the end Now die, purest blood pours Forever die, but I must, I die the sky, behind the forest, I must die
Follow the wind, go east child To the of winters Go to the forest that will end There you'll your fate
And to the north I rode, on the coldest of I watched the mountains where the began Where no angels ever to tread Where is all mine
At last I found the of bereavement Grim and raised to the sky The velvet of Drynhwyl are mine And so are and sadness
Sadness, ohh
See my final In the trees you will my voice Ever calling, falling
in front of our eyes A circle you've made As you leave darkness and I have to
Ten Strings of on a violin sad tunes on autumn funeral Ashes spread in the storm I can fly