[00:00.000] 作词 : Patrik Fernlund
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Patrik Fernlund
[00:29.323] I stand here and watching the mistcovered landscapes
[00:33.841] Lonely forever more
[00:37.993] The sun is arising on the bloodred horizon
[00:42.644] My anguished cry echoes inside
[01:40.524] A dying breed. my endless fate
[01:43.160] Predicted by Gods of time
[01:45.779] Now I'm left, all alone, to sow the seeds of death
[02:00.628] Caressed by a cold wind
[02:03.038] And shown a thousand visions of times now passed
[02:10.935] I hear from the Dark Cloud
[02:13.690] A mass of whispering voices and they're telling me...
[02:21.761] Their voices surround my opened heart
[02:24.351] It's so romantic but I can't reach...
[02:41.924] Mourning, with sad eyes I look to the sky
[02:48.043] The gates are open
[02:49.949] Mourning, a beautiful dirge fills my soul
[02:55.829] I'm forever forlorn
[04:01.699] A dying time, my only hope, to endure the emptiness
[04:07.266] What's left of my ancestors cries
[04:09.990] Are buried behind times to come
[04:22.221] Caressed by a cold wind
[04:24.669] And shown a thousand visions of times now passed
[04:32.557] I hear from the Dark Cloud
[04:35.186] A mass of whispering voices and they're telling me...
[04:43.168] Their voices surround my opened heart
[04:45.940] It's so romantic but I can't reach...

作词 : Patrik Fernlund
作曲 : Patrik Fernlund
I stand here and watching the mistcovered landscapes
Lonely forever more
The sun is arising on the bloodred horizon
My anguished cry echoes inside
A dying breed. my endless fate
Predicted by Gods of time
Now I'm left, all alone, to sow the seeds of death
Caressed by a cold wind
And shown a thousand visions of times now passed
I hear from the Dark Cloud
A mass of whispering voices and they're telling me...
Their voices surround my opened heart
It's so romantic but I can't reach...
Mourning, with sad eyes I look to the sky
The gates are open
Mourning, a beautiful dirge fills my soul
I'm forever forlorn
A dying time, my only hope, to endure the emptiness
What's left of my ancestors cries
Are buried behind times to come
Caressed by a cold wind
And shown a thousand visions of times now passed
I hear from the Dark Cloud
A mass of whispering voices and they're telling me...
Their voices surround my opened heart
It's so romantic but I can't reach...