Sabbat The Voice Of Time
Soaring with the winds I'll rise Grieving with my heart, I cry. Torn between the love I find Waiting on the other side Memories begin to fade Haunting me endlessly Sorrow felt by those who mourn As I adopt my ethereal form. Descending from the mortal coil The spiral track from which I fell Can it be you I hear Whisper on the wind The anguish will uplift With the voice. The voice of time. Thine own soul still true to thee Endorsing heartfelt miseries. Like the dark to a dying flame Departing as the shadow came In days to come you'll fly with me Joined in effervescent sleep Shrouded by the cloak of night Coalesced as one until twilight. Descending from the mortal coil The spiral track from which I fell Can it be you I hear Whisper on the wind The anguish will uplift With the voice. The voice of time. As the years pass Your thoughts I caress In solitude In solitude. Torn between the love I find Waiting on the other side Memories begin to fade Haunting me endlessly.
