Empyrium "Mourners" Songtext

Übersetzung nach:esfait

Mourners

Meagre trees in the shrouds,as old as the stones....Mourners of abandoned love,fornever their woes shall grow silent.

O how many times may the moon has shone -reflected in these black lakes?Should it be that we can hear,the woes of those who ceased their lifes?

O so old they are...they bare the neverending grief...Age-old miserabilityAncient bitter beauty

Lost is the hope of those,who walk the moors with pain in heart...and all joy it sinks,burried deep, forever presumed dead.

O so old they are...they bare the neverending grief...Age - old miserability,a bitter beauty thrilling me

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