Thorns Of The Carrion. The Scarlet Tapestry. The Drifting Snow. Zeneszám

The snow drifted down upon long barren hills
Painting the frozen land an ethereal white
Among the graves we danced slowly in the night
As fruitless trees swayed in the burning cold wind
Like the diamonds hidden along the earth that day
She was nothing more than a shade, a delicate shadow
I kissed her scarlet lips as if for the first time
I drank deep her essence warm and inviting
I gazed forever into her dark eyes
And I caressed her beautiful pale face

In the dark stillness she rested in thy loving arms
Though I wished her to stay I knew the dawn was waiting
For us the sun arrives without welcome

I have seen the glory of the gray dawn
Awash in the black tears as the snow drifts down
These winter days of cold are the misery I die upon
For I have known the lovelorn life, of which I wear
that broken crown of scorn and mockery
I have known truth in hate

Love wears thin our pride and bitter is the taste
Of life and death we dance for our souls to find

For time consumes the hearts of man
And beckons the call of death's sweet kiss
The days are soon departed as loved ones long ago

There is no joy in the sadness

I had seen the sad farewell in her black eyes
Yet I held her closer still under the scarlet moonlight
I had seen the sad farewell through the gray clouds afar
As they stole away the night and out exquisite sorrow
In that eternal silent moment I knew the death of dreams
As she fell from thy arms I had seen the end of all hope
I have lost all