| <Storm Of Light> page <As The Valley Of Death Becomes Us, Our Silver Memories Fade> album page |
SilverSilver memoriesOf brilliant lies Revive, capture Distant lives Sorrow had swept O’er the land Murdered by the sons The innocents Rivers run in blood Lucent Vale abandoned Avarice Clenched the sun Hopelessness Lone murderers Of brilliant lives We all cowered To our own fears Despair had crept O’er the man Murdered by the sons The innocents Rivers run in blood Lucent Vale abandoned Avarice Clenched the sun Hopelessness |