Ephel Dùath - Opera

Text of the song "The cross"

Mcd , 1998 , Autoproduzione Genre: Dark
Oh baby I'm looking for your cold hands In the dark I fell a racket of pelting water I twist but in vain I'm suffocated by soft black silk In the dark I'm looking for your hands A frozen wind wraps myself And I discern Your white mask shining Into shades Oh baby take my hands Take me up until my black eyes Will be blinded by the sun Oh baby take my shivered hands Kiss me and make me fly In the blue sky Show me bright places in the sunshine Until your mask will be coloured And until my spirit will become Hotter and hotter Make me fly Make me dance Make me run On a green lawn Before the cold night comes Before She wraps ourself In Her blinded dark wondering In Her blinded dark wondering

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