Words are fading in my weary Mind
Like the Wind beyond the Mountains
What was Dead now calls for Life
Like a Ghost from ruined Sanctum.
Like the Wind beyond the Mountains
What was Dead now calls for Life
Like a Ghost from ruined Sanctum.
In my Dream I saw White Demons
Slain by wicked Swords of Men
They fell like Stars from Crimson Heaven
With broken Wings they cried for Help!
Slain by wicked Swords of Men
They fell like Stars from Crimson Heaven
With broken Wings they cried for Help!
I tried to catch them in my arms
To save them from the Pain of falling,
I begged my Fate to give me Luck!
But all She gave was Countless Feathers…
To save them from the Pain of falling,
I begged my Fate to give me Luck!
But all She gave was Countless Feathers…
When those who died for Truth and Love
Are long forgotten in the Book of Time
And my Name – just Blood and Water!