歌词
It was all true
A parlor strode and the night sets forever
I stray in the quiet cold
And you gird me when
I dare to listen
Elastic meadow, endless arms of sorrow
Lips try to form because
Trying to adapt to the wilderness
Where even foes close their eyes and leave
We are inside the glade
Every now and then
I wipe the dust aside
To remember
How I drape my face with my bare hands
The same that brought me here
But you were beyond all help
The folded message that wept my name
Shadows, shadows skulk at my coming
We survey the slope
We survey the slope
In search for the words, write the missing page
The tainted, the tainted, dogma, dogma
Time grows short
As the piper plays his tune
We are almost there
You are beyond all help
Dancing into the void
We are almost there
专辑信息
1.Demon Of The Fall
2.April Ethereal
3.Into The Frost Of Winter
4.Advent
5.The Night And The Silent Water
6.Nectar
7.Black Rose Immortal
8.To Bid You Farewell
9.Eternal Soul Torture
10.Prologue
11.Remember Tomorrow
12.Under The Weeping Moon
13.Silhouette
14.The Apostle In Triumph
15.In The Mist She Was Standing
16.When
17.Requiem
18.The Twilight Is My Robe
19.Forest Of October
20.Karma
21.Circle Of The Tyrant
22.Madrigal
23.Credence
24.The Amen Corner
25.Epilogue