Thalarion. Towards The Obscure Slumberland - Demo. A Lullaby Untold. Zeneszám

Oh - unexpected - extreme - blaze
Blinded my heart to black
Illusions of primary reluctance
Disappeared in flowers you sowed

All that, what should be and had ever been
Will never be the same as before my soul was torn
By lullaby untold

Why not to play with love and hate?
Seed of lust - you sowed in myself
The claws of you - the music of mine
Makes me to crash a stone at your heart
My hands - they are love and hate
My fists - are mouth of me
So let me sing a lullaby for your soul
Let me strike you in your face
With both of them ... in harmony

A colour of your soul, a coulour of your face
Need not to be hidden - your emotion's range
We, children of the sin - each other bewitched
The truth we sought, a lullaby untold
It hurts like a fist in your face
And leaves no trace ... and leaves no trace

All that, what should be and had ever been
Will never be the same as before my soul was torn
By lullaby untold

And we'll play with love and hate no more ...