Тексты песен «Ominous Grief»

I wonder when they will let me go But anyway they will always be there, so will death Under my eyelids my eyes begin to dart and fro Awakening will strike my lonely soul, so will their wrath Dark morning, hooded...

Flying through the clouds of the morning red I chant the songs of the pure black As their souls seek for the divine I sacrifice their future on the altar of time The bright morning sky suddenly turns black Entering the...

I don't know what lies beyond my grave I don't know if I'll ever reach there Everything have come to an end, met their death I have buried them in the demon's lair I have witnessed dark desecrations Danced the unholy...

Freezing the pain in my screams Dark figures get closer without a sound Winds caress the gates heaven high And storm my bones underground I am not dead but I lie in the grave In the damp soil why do I rest? Have I lost...

Again I feel drawn by my mystic subconscious To be a part of the ominous sanctuary of the woods Listening to the wolves revealing dark secrets As I walk the shadows into the beckoning darkness Again ghastly figures...

Mourning for my ancient life They cry their funeral screams Moonlight shines into the black eyes Moonlight is bright when they are in the skies I've got no feelings left pain Shivering in the breeze of a cold autumn...

Sunburnt landscapes slowly buried by the snow To the deep red horizon the light seems to go The night returns, creeping out of the graves Clouds leave the rain, dancing in a deadly haze Withered morning won't show up...

There he was floating, up in the air Shrouded by a black cloak In the moonlight I stood enchanted Hearing no voice but the murmuring wind A twisted finger pointing into darkness... Then I saw a path lighten before me...

When I feel you are away, I know where you are gone As I look out and see there is no shining sun I walk into the woods, under the great trees And reach the shores where your bright shadow is Our lady of darkness...

The bitter sorrow of being left behind As my cries are stuck in my throat While they still dream on under the moonlit sky Through the caressing winds of my final night In the dark when the mournful screams are muted...

Meet me in the shadow of the living gargoyle The howling of wolves will surround us tonight With their mystical beauty their voices will possess Dragging us into the darkness of our own souls I'll show you the moon as...