Katatonia Velvet Thorns (of Drynhwyl)
(february 93) Ten Strings of Darkness on a Violin Sad I watch the Mountains where the Frost begins The Northern Storm is Guiding me To the Forest Silently the Nightbirds fly Their last scream my eternal Dirge Under the Fullmoon a Funeral In the Forest Still I walk with open wounds but the Third is now rising Through the ashes of a Dying Love a new soul is born I watch the feathers like Snow in the Winter The Angels that fell, splendid to rape Tall are the shadows that dance before me as they Shows the way to the Dawn An Autumn forest that never reach Condemned to Sorrow Chasing the Wind / Like a Spirit fly Through the Autumn trees / Towards the Sky Hoofs are pounding / In the clouds above The Chariot of Sorrow / Watch me die Hear the Violin / So sad and blackened Like a Breeze / The songs of Drynhwyl Chasing the wind / Like my spirit die Dreaming of the Queen / The queen of roses Now they die, Pure Sorrow flow My Souls Funeral, Too close to the End Now they Die, Purest blood pours Forever Die, but I must... I must Die Through the Sky And the Forest Follow the Wind, go North my Child to the purest of Winters Go to the Forest that never Ends There you'll find your fate And to the North I rode, on the coldest of winds I watched the Mountains where the frost begun Where no Angels ever dare to tread Where Death is all mine At last I found the Throne of Bereavement Grim and bleak raised to the Sky The Velvet Thorns of Drynhwyl are mine and so are death and sadness See... My final Sacrfice In the trees you will hear my voice ever calling ever falling Ten Strings of Darkness on a Violin Sad Flowing tunes on Autumn Funeral Ashes spread in the Northern Storm
