Traducere: Stream Of Passion. Bântuit.
I spend walking in silence. I hurry my steps to leave everything behind; in solitude I search for a space to forget that voice that haunts me.) I live
I spend walking in silence I hurry my steps to leave everything behind In solitude I search for a space To forget that voice that haunts me) I live in
Entire days I spend walking in silence. I hurry my steps to leave everything behind; In solitude I search for a space to forget that voice that haunts
I can hear life passing me by Ita??s the very sound like the kicking of time I look around and the stakes are high I want to struggle but I wait in line
Are carved in stone, symbols of my childhood gone, on the wind floats a dream and hundreds of my broken promises and oaths Taken by the stream, artefacts
Like snowfall, you cry a silent storm Your tears paint rivers on this oaken wall. . . Amber nectar, misery ichor . . .cascading in streams of hallowed
stream Echoed through the Glen Echoed through the Glen Droichead na ndeor Agus droichead na gcaointe Droichead na gcaointe Agus droichead na ndeor Memories fade with passing
[spoken:] From dream to dream we have always been Like an ever flowing stream As I become one with the earth By soul has passed the rebirth In this world
Tant pis si l?exteriorisation de ses demons passe par la passerelle de l?exploration partielle des parcelles de la demence. Tant pis si la passion place
shadows of the devil Towers of light fall into this endless abyss As monoliths of black arise This fear now bleeds the storm, like flames engulfed in darkness Passing
from it's tomb be rent Ghastly haunts your native place And suck the life of all thy race Slaying ones daughter sister and wife At midnight drained the stream
cleansing cold caressed the mournful sight That was my last Glowing before my distant eyes a livid moonlight seems so wise Haunting every thought that passed
Secluded, I sit motionless on the grasy knoll A calm wind warms me, The Sun guides me. Silently my eyes do close and through them I see the stream. In
: Tant pis si l?exteriorisation de ses demons passe par la passerelle de l?exploration partielle des parcelles de la demence. Tant pis si la passion
