Interpret:

Darkseed

Album:

Midnight Solemnly Dance

Falling, falling into the hole
Starfall, starfall-to the horizon


This hateful imperfection on her eyes
They swell like orient pearls
Why should they stay?
Pressed by love to go


You don't speak as you think
it cannot be!
Your vows to her and me
How shall we find the concord
of your night and day


And I go, oh spite, oh hell,
to vows that would consis
of the wind
So sorrow's heaviness
does heavier grow
Give me your hands of we be friends


Oh peace will not harbour me
since night's swift dragons
cut the skies


Night and silence, are you there?
Weeds of chillness he does wear
So awake when I'm gone
To heaven's breaking fields I come