歌词
Mourners
Meagre trees in the shrouds
as olde as the stones....
Mourners of abandond love
fornever their woes shall grow silent
Oh 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?
Oh so old they are...
they bare the neverending grief...
Age old miserability
Ancient 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
专辑信息
2.Intro
5.Saviour
19.Mourners
22.The Yearning
23.Outroduction
31.Heimwärts
32.Wehmut
33.We Are Alone
42.Mourners
46.Der Weiher
47.Abendrot
48.Waldpoesie
52.Der Weiher