Текст и слова песни Astarte – Voyage To Eternal Life
The woods are lonely, dark and deep.
Stopped between mountains and frozen lakes.
The darkest evening of the year,
I came and wrote upon a cross under foot.
And on the mournful stars gazed up above.
The eagle watches from his mountain walls.
Good-bye to the sun that shines for the dead no longer.
Now sleepy beath summons him down to Acheron,
That rold shore.
There is no bride song there, nor any music.
She saftly whispers your welcome to the endless darkness.
Where the blue sky turned to black
And the moon remains a frozen hidden memory.
One would say that the earth,
Is the way of all flesh.
And the sea is the way od all souls.
The very dead of winter.
Oh, starry night! This is how you wished to die
Stopped between mountains and frozen lakes.
The darkest evening of the year,
I came and wrote upon a cross under foot.
And on the mournful stars gazed up above.
The eagle watches from his mountain walls.
Good-bye to the sun that shines for the dead no longer.
Now sleepy beath summons him down to Acheron,
That rold shore.
There is no bride song there, nor any music.
She saftly whispers your welcome to the endless darkness.
Where the blue sky turned to black
And the moon remains a frozen hidden memory.
One would say that the earth,
Is the way of all flesh.
And the sea is the way od all souls.
The very dead of winter.
Oh, starry night! This is how you wished to die
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