Sleep Of The Angels
Cold colours
The cold twilightWas giving wayTo that frozen nightWhen he started to say
Through you eyesI can seeNone of your liesConvince me
The dancing shadowsI wait to appearThe omen that showsYou are here
Away from you untrackableAnd yet near you untouchable
A sudden fear came into meThe night is here it circles me
A sudden fearCame into meThe night is hereIt circles me
The silver of the moonSo intoxicatingI'll see them soonIt's almost scaring
Undoing hatredReflected the gold coloursGolden fire and redThe black of death follows