Ethelyn - Yearnings

Come, I'll take you there
Where the withered roses are crying with the blood
Where the dusk and the cold
Fondle stony hearts
Come, I'll show you my dreams

Every pain feeds yearnings

The gloomy shadow encircles monuments
Of lost hopes and whiles
So silent dies the dawn
Weak suns are dying fast away

I wander alone in the mist of oblivion
There is no starlight guiding my way
My wounds shine with the dead glare of the past
Unwanted hues on the mosaics of sensations

‘cause only night is my day
And only silence my scream

Come, I'll take you there
Where the beauty dies the slowest
Where the bitter wishes slumber
Come, I'll show you my dreams