Vomitory

Music: T. Gustafsson, U. Gustafsson
Lyrics: R. Olson
In dream of darkest grief
I see the thoughts stand as trees
As crimson scars are breaking through
The frozen skies where I have my moon
Through the dark I try to walk
Where no one can hear the words I talk
A wind of cleansing cold caressed the mournful sight
That was my last
Glowing before my distant eyes a livid moonlight seems so wise
Haunting every thought that passed in beckons me
To seek the vast
Sad fog over sinister runes
All the dim is clear for me but still I can not touch what I see
The glade I have reached is calm and cold
All the hidden should be told