Pyrrhic

Of blood and time within these veins Pulsing the dim, thundering Upon the pale horses crying, surreal Beksinki's hooves cascading heaven O blind fortune Darkness favours the brave, the fallen... Carrion Bring forth the stars and tear down the sky Blackest sister of evenfall From evening gown to armour Your skin is so cold Onwards, bright eyes and gilded hearts We rise and we fall From fire to ice, blind in defiance We race the sun O fortune How long must we dirge to breathe life? How long? How long? Blackest sister of evenfall From evening gown to armour Your touch is so cold Glorious tidings through sacrifice The long hard road through hell... At what cost? Pilgrims to kings, of nothing but pain Our hands are full yet our hearts are empty To the moths we pray, the crippled chorus... we despair The rise, The rust of icons, gods of dust within us Blackest sister of evenfall From evening gown to armour Forever ours O fortune How long must we dirge to breathe life? How long? How long? Cold, colder Ghost light lips, trace my scars Serpents of the earth, Feast... my heart I decay Colder, cold... decay