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NovemberAwake I lie...In fire my life betraysTwillight fall...This strength comes ripping from my soul Forgotten ones Speak to me Fear the sky thy time is through Blinded words I greet your lies Upon this grave I mock your souls of greed The fires that burn again I feed upon your world Rage in the power call...November froze in the rain Final fire...No peace, retribution guides my hand Forgotten ones Speak to me Fear the sky thy time is through Blinded words I greet your lies Upon this grave I mock your souls of greed In the night we burn in sin I'm bleeding on your cross Lies, Betrayal The storm will rage How they die to bleed I come to you This god Betrays the fallen ones I see Angered fool now forced to die, a prayer On my sword I raise the call I come to bleed the son Despite this wretched shawl Our fallen words are done I will raise their eyes tomorrow If alone they speak to me I become In joyful time alone I looked back in your eyes And saw myself with nothing left Gone away so far Then you push the feelings out And bring the sick within Lost reasons hide the glory Beneath the pits of sin Then I saw the raising hour The tears that stained the floor Pieces of you all around me We can still survive With the mortal wings we have My call...I fall Break into seduction In the fleeting light of day November was the season When all the skies went gray My all...my one Why did they take my life away? Crawl into my soul it is frozen The open sores that bleed in the night Bathe in tears that rained from your heaven The empty heart that fell from the light And now I see that blood has fallen And glazed the icy blow And reaped your open curse To drift without the focus To lose the last embrace And drown in seas of pain Deep inside your black horizon I heard your final call The blood still moist upon your wings And lost within the dead embraces The soul that melts away The one who burned my dreams Hear now the season's whisper I am the final call The glowing strains of death Still bleed upon my altar I walk the night alone And lay your heart to rest I fall before you now The deadly calm, has now awakened The rising stars, I fly away Please come to me Before this star sets This solemn world, that I long to face away In death it speaks A lonely voice I call In bitter darkness I grow silent And though the eyes can never see The wonders that surround So, too, will the fallen spirit Never, never hear my voice again |