Embody Lyrics

Darklands Embody

Your eyes they are the death of me
But never to be given - I am lost into your beauty
The winter of my lust

Your radiance is hurting inside of me
Strenght and warmth have left me

The winter of my lust - The winter of my longing

In this nightly chill - In her face
In the snow - Which I embody

Your eyes they are the death of me
But never to be given - I am lost into your beauty
The winter of my lust

The winter of my lust


4. Wither

[music: sanga | lyric: burvall]

Gaze upon the ancient cities
A broken throne of a dying king
Now see the skies, it´s charred remains
And try to hear a dead bird sing
Black dawn comes - Our blessing becomes our curse

To watch decay, as once written
The lord forever, dies insane
His lies caught up with their creator
The dead bid never sings again

Black dawn comes - Our blessing becomes our curse

Wither