In Memory of Shadows' Madame Songtext
von Cadaveria
In Memory of Shadows' Madame Songtext
Diaphanous figure
Who silent rides death′s wisdom
It's said you came
When the weary sky was sinking
Into its eternal sleep
And that only your cry
Would have announced a new dawn
Mistress of the air
Shaking the fronds of icy hills
Who at dawn caresses
The bare branches of foggy plains
You grew up
As a lonely witness
Of existence′s foolish theatre
On your visage
The signs of a gloomy memory
Your lips wound false innocents' hearing
With painful truths
And biting sentences
Sentences!
You knew
The inner pleasure of senses
The poetry of wind
The secret of fire
Your will has the strength of thunder
Your spirit, the impetus of the final fight
Oh great mother
Who lavishes love generating hate
Enchanting muse of unspeakable fancies
You will rise again
From the ashes
Wrapping the great
Catastrophes
Pure, joyful and immortal
Darkness and light will eternally
Follow you
In the temple of the new dreams
In memory
In memory
Of Shadows' Madame
Of Shadows′ Madame
Who silent rides death′s wisdom
It's said you came
When the weary sky was sinking
Into its eternal sleep
And that only your cry
Would have announced a new dawn
Mistress of the air
Shaking the fronds of icy hills
Who at dawn caresses
The bare branches of foggy plains
You grew up
As a lonely witness
Of existence′s foolish theatre
On your visage
The signs of a gloomy memory
Your lips wound false innocents' hearing
With painful truths
And biting sentences
Sentences!
You knew
The inner pleasure of senses
The poetry of wind
The secret of fire
Your will has the strength of thunder
Your spirit, the impetus of the final fight
Oh great mother
Who lavishes love generating hate
Enchanting muse of unspeakable fancies
You will rise again
From the ashes
Wrapping the great
Catastrophes
Pure, joyful and immortal
Darkness and light will eternally
Follow you
In the temple of the new dreams
In memory
In memory
Of Shadows' Madame
Of Shadows′ Madame
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