Interpret:

Tristania

Album:

Beyond the Veil

Yearning for days of yore 
in elysian daydreams 
Burn with a fatal gloss 
a confounding mirror of souls 
Dance with the winterwinds 
in thy visions so sanguine 
Glance upon Stygian streams 
where lies hidden a pale secrecy 


Hark... 
lures of the siren 
yearn for the days when blithe thou was 


Sworn to a secrecy 
an arcanum devotee 
Mourning a life with thee 
a descendance of watery argentine 
Trance of thy frailty 
endure the exsanguine 
Glance beyond closed eyelids 
the conundrum of all mysteries 
Crossing in life... my heart 
with silver in times... I'm weak 
too weak... 
Wan circling skies 
secretes... silvering sorrow 
Precious to me Aphelion 
Thou are the fields where we wither still 
Exhaust in thy waning world 
My Aphelion 
on a broken mirror 
where the veils of night and day seems as one 
May thy lids gather again 
on a vast and frail crusade 
Invigoration of pain pervation this time 


Aphelion 
In decadence I take thee by the hand 
too frail... to gain the promised land 
too frail... to take your pain away 
too frail... a sequel of decay 
May milleniums gather 
on the mirage of desolated souls 
far between departure and sorrow 
I breed my afterthought 
In thy hours of vast dejection's haunt... wane 
An angel strays upon my door 
so frail and lost within 
To weep upon her days of yore 
my decadent come in 
Her stain and tears upon my floor 
the sorrow that she brings 
Devotion of a life outworn 
in decadence come in 
May thy lids desorb from emerald seas 
a pending solitary 
Though thy pain redeems, life it seems to be 
a fragile sanctuary