Dalszövegek
Mechanical Poet Woodland Prattlers

Dawdling in the cellar Whining on the dungeon step Underground dweller Hammers at the coal-flap Catching the gnats Tearing off their opal wings Frightening

I. SYLPHS I see the border of the wild wood An endless raving tide Electric view from altitude The forest spreading far and wide I'm staring on these

LAY YOUR HEAD ON A FEATHERY MOSS FREEZE YOUR MIND AND DROWN IN DOSS SEE THE PLACES YOU HAVE NEVER BEEN LET THE MAGIC BEGIN Bountiful gilt Stained the

Unending brakes All things around creep and fly The sun awakes Eroding black of morning sky I feel its pounce on my back So gruesome! I need to find

Lightnings! The flaring claws Tight strings Of typhoon's bows Whiz, rave, howl The insatiable storm! Shrill, laugh, growl Like demoniac swarm! A tower

Grating gabble of clock Broke the stately silence Points got to nibble the ultimate day Clank of sounding stroke Melted down the calmness My mission