Aratar, Morwen is dying, (behold) the coming of the hour
The Gloomweaver released the jewel of unlight to my power
Dark Vala, come back to me, embrace me with new fana
My Dark lover, the void can't hold you
Come back to me
Ardana, come to me and let your world be mine...
The ritual has begun, the sun has set for the last time
Hand in and let's dance under the eternal starlight, my love
...And I'll be yours in your tower of darkness, Ardana
When night falls and all is still the forest descends
(with the wolves) upon the lonely
In sepulchral mist
their serenades begin and their serenades will end
(with us bound togeter) in the cold embrace of winter
Lupaea, my (beautiful) ashen pale moonlight
I'd hear their woeful songs
As gathered more
and more and more did they
in the cold embrace of winter
What has become of them and their beauty?
Their songs that rag through the land of snow?
(Carried on the wind) and the mists swayed in ttime?
Gone?
Yes!
NO!
I enjoyed their pain
...but the snow has melted
and the lambs frolic hand in hand
in the first warm breaths of spring
Close their young eyes, winter
Once again
Let the mournful music of the snow return
But wait, maybe springtime holds something for me too
for I have too felt a bliss amongst the leaves
Yes, a nymph with the sweetest of voices called to me
But I stood rigid, frozen in fear
...But with such beauty in her voice she said
"Lay thine armour at my feet"
I did...
What craft was the trickery of the warm spring
and her afterglow
illusions?
Illusions!
Aren't they all?
--
Now all the wolves did hear on a cold wind
(was a small voice) calling "dear"
One small voice calling "dear"
in a serenade that is lost upon the wind...
...But what tears it cast into the snow!
Soft was the leaf littered ground
upon where I lay gently down my head
In a blinding aureole - The sun in autumn flame
The spirits all did fall
and all wept in sullen joy
...And I watched the sun set into the sea
and all was darkness
The cold blanket of night gently covered the Earth
in a veil of darkness
...And it covered the colours of lovers' eyes
with a sudden pneumonia
it covered all
An I stumbled through the darkness and the icy wind
heading for that golden aureole
'Till I stood upon the shore of the lake of fire
searching through the past...
--
A little girl sat upon the shore of the lake of fire
Sad tears erased her tiny features
Many years she waited alone staring out to sea
Searching for a dream that would not be
A little boy put his little arms around the little girl
Deep scars sliced through his featureless face
...And the wedding bells did ring out across the sea...
...From a distant shore that they'll never see
And as he looked into her eyes the vision fades away
She played him her last song
...and the Death March echoed far...
...and long...
--
Who lays their heads upon
the leaf littered ground?
Who hears the Earth cry out without making sound?
Who watched the blood pur from the angel's throne?
Who watched the last sunrise for one now so alone?
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All tracks recorded, engineered and mixed by Vardaman at Parasitia Studios in Cape Town in December 2005, except "Ardana": Karen's vocals recorded and engeneered by Galmar Nuñez and Karen in Mexico City in January 2006.
Produced by Vardaman
Mastered by Vardaman in Abaddon
All music and lyrics by Vardaman except "The Cold Embrace of Winter": Music by Vardaman and Alicia Matzener
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