1. Prologue

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2. Ad Noctum

Let me into your arms,
let me wander through your thoughts.
Open your heart and see...
these winds of passion from me.

The morning sun is not for me,
this is the night of the last caress.
Please give me... oh give me...
tenderness.

The night shall take away the pain, the fear for life.
The stars shall guide his way.
The night shall take away the pain, the fear for life.
His dreams shall never come again.

Ad noctum... that's where he shall stay.
Ad noctum... where he shall stay.

Walking in rain of tears towards, oblivion.
In my imagination we are as one.
Lost in this world of so called, divinity.
Alone... not yet broken.

Bring forth the days of eternal sunset
and let it fade through the fingers of loneliness.
Bring forth the days of slumbering rain and howling winds.

Enter... drunk with fire,
the place where magic moments join again.
Far above the stars,
where the weeping turns into numband,
where gentle wings
spread in it's glorious firmament.
Feel the serpent fangs,
bend into the of faith of meaningless words.

Hear the venomous voice whispering.
Seering through the air...
Emerge into darkness
and rise above the ancient sky.

3. The Last Shivering Moon (Beyond The Autumn Leaves)

Close your deep dark soul
and dance with me
underneath the ancient trees
of the sleeping forest,

where shadows return to the eternal night.
I cry alone
and remember that long last kiss.

To feel the silence
I walked into the mind of the lonely one,
and once again
it made me mortal.

The weeping angels cry along.
Thorns captured the iced sun.

The stars screamed together.
Never was pain so close to fear.

Oh.... I find myself
lying in a bed of autumn leaves.
Screaming for grief.
Screaming for the one I was.

Oh.... I find myself
bleeding to death, waiting.
My eyes filled with emptiness.
My leaving soul freezes.
The touch of God is as cold as ice,
my leaving soul freezes.
And I fear... I fear....
I saw the last sunset forever.

The last shivering moon shines on my body.
Primal fears at the end of life.
My mind dwells in thoughts and memories.

Deep within my heart, I feel the sorrow.
Deep within my soul, I feel the fear.

The portal opens in harmony with misery.
This is the last of me that shall rest here.

Last emotions flow away.
My eyes slowly close.
My last breath finds his way,
into the lonely night.

4. Poet Winter

The cloaks of winter falls
before my feet and sings,
a song for the dying of light,
and birth of the blackness.

In what rivers
shall these songs rest,
and when will they die?

Not more than a hand
can stir its inner beauty.

But so fragile it will fade,
and delicate it stays.

Upon the stars
these songs will echo, over all.
But strong as a sirenes call it stands.

The melting tears of many...
the song of honest truth.
The song for all to see...
(the song) for poet winter.

Morning light appears
as souls break loose and fly.
Spendour of forgotten days return (within these cries).
A chapter fulfilled on these days of tears.
A symphonie that dies, but lurks behind these closing eyes.

A billion words can not explain,
the secrets of sky and oceans.

Nor tempting of night and day.
Rain sweeps the souls beyond infinite dreams.

While heavens are cursed,
and the searing rain poors.

Evenfall sets in
a deathlike serenade.

On crimsons winds these heroes fly.
But forsaken dreams of splendour,
will not make
the sun rise.
The rebirth of their elder souls.

A tragedy forlorn.

Breath her wind and taste her rain.
Only the warmth can be a shield.
None but these songs can be a gain.
Washed by the rain. Washed by the rain.

5. Intermezzo

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6. She's The Mirror's Opposite End

Feel my love, feel my hate.
Feel my pain, deep down inside.
Down inside of me, my heart's grieving
Down inside of me, my soul is greiving

I know I'm shattered by the night that's gone
I want to see inside of you.
I know I have to live this life without you
I want to be inside of you.

It's like a mirror
calling from that wall.
But I can't see my face.
Only your reflecting embrace.

Do you feel pain for someone else's joy?
Do you feel my mother depth?
My nocturnal depth.

The night has come.
If like candles blown out by the winds.
The winds of agony, of pain
howling from islands of misery, of happiness (yet they are my islands).
From depth's to... depths of my heart.
My mother depth.

No, not one moment in this night may be unused.
No, not one star will be unrecognized...

Yes...
they are far away from the sun.
Far away from the moon.
But are they not as distant
as that from us?

O come my friend...
can I call you friend?
Can I call you that....

What? you'll reply...
can I call you depth....
my mother depth?

7. Stars In The Nocturnal Sky Are A Thousand Dreams In The Ruined Rosegarden

In darkness the moon rises, and lights up the valley.
Iced mountains and frozen springs,
echos run through the forest, where a river of grief glows.
Snow and frost covers the landscape with a grim dark smile.

Thousand years of torture for the souls in the twilight zone.
Stars in the nocturnal sky are like a thousand screams.
An icon of never dreamed dreams.
Damned until the end of times.

This eternal winter
please let me die,
indepible grief.

Close your burning eyes and sink with me,
now the sun has left my life. Forever grief.

Snow has covered my heart for good, for good.

Cherish me, oh let this be.
Look at me, I desired thee.
Lonely cold dark sympathy.
Lonely cold dark sympathy.

Swallow me, oh let that be.
You're the one, you said to me.
I feel love surrounding thee,
breaking weaves of apathy.

In the night the sky is full of stars,
those thousand screams.
As tears fall its black and darkness
rules my heart and hunts.

It's like a romance in december,
in the heart of an eternal winter.
She was mortal,
a beauty unique.

8. The Sadness Of Night

Here is the place where the black roses grow.
The thorns a reflection of sadness.
No more shall blossoms grow,
like before.

Behind the door lays an emptiness where.....
(no hands shall reach)

Reflections fade before the setting sun....
(creation dies once more)

Fade like the setting sun.
Dance beside the gleaming moon.
Reap the harvest of unhappiness unknown.

Travel the path where
the black roses have grown.

Our empty pages on scrolls so frail,
burn while history passes, in vain.
On your face I can see
those loveless reflections.
Dance on the music of a lonely heart.

dying foreign taste...
the beauty of the night.
The sadness of the night.

Look at me and tell me....
what you really want.
Is it your freedom or
is it just me.

What once was
shall never return.
What souls dwell on these hunted shores?

What once was
shall never return.
What souls dwell on these hunted shores?
Sadness... furthermore.

What will be, will be found on the other side?
A dark voice.... an horizon of light?
Just a morning soul deprived, soul deprived of light.
But what will, will be found on the other side?

9. Epilogue

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