fading in moonlight
the darkness of night
across someone's dream
of cruelty and
a symbol appears before
us...high above the clouds
to gaze upon it
at last we meet for the final stand
on the hillside
Deep in the twilight lurks a somber place
People call it
Pale horizons somber taint
The coming of an age
Here we dare
serenades, composed by the dead to hail the end
from the
silence enrobes the land as
the gargoyle spreads his wings
to rule
The corpse of the ancient cradled in red
Lies at the
Sleeping awake in the cradle of death
Reveling in the fruit
laughter in the castle halls has faded dead awaythe rooms
Danse la sombre danse des mortsGoute le vin du mauvais
dragons' fire burns the skyas the heavens are ablazeby a
born of high and might lands of lorea legion of
Insomnia, greetings abductress of lightAbhorrence 'tis the ravenous timeComing t
Pale horizons somber taintThe coming of an ageHere we dare
» More on Raventhrone