Herlathing - Swansong (Beltane) | Текст песни

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• Swansong (Beltane)

Voices echo through your dreams
In the darkness of the night
Melancholic whispering
Watch them on their flight

Long ago not far away
The universe was born
Growing slowly day by day
It seemed to be our Tanelorn

Listen to their voices feel the rising pain
Listen to the swansong before...
Before it is too late

Our Planet slowly fades away
In the darkness of the night
Demons made of death and hate
The dogs of war shall bring the blight

A fire set by human hand
Will call upon them as we mourn
Milkwhite wings try to protect
To save the oath that once was sworn

Listen to their voices feel the rising pain
Listen to the swansong before...
Before it is too late

Listen to their voices feel the rising pain
Listen to the swansong before...
Before it is too late

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