Dark hordes under your feet
Of the moonlight you feed.
All the shadows worship you,
And the shades are devoted to.
With a darken heart,
Over howling hills
You float, so bright
With a Valkyrie pose,
And your skin so white.
Chours:
So queen of shades
I present you my heart.
To carry your rage,
To execute as pawn
All your wills,
I’m your slave.
For the night
Is my grave.
Bats fly announcing you,
On your grey horse,
An epona sight,
That like a cancer drags me by the force
To the cranked gates of night.
Blessed, horrible domain,
Were the spirits flee to fright.
But I’m bleeding in vain
Cause I can’t have you,
Cry…
I cried…
While commanding your hordes of dark.
Chours
Chours
You will never face any harm,
For my heart is your realm.
Assunto: Queen Of Shades 
Qua Dez 10, 2008 12:48 am
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