Versuri DAWN OF RELIC - The Room Of Paintings
Album: DAWN OF RELIC - Night On Earth
I dream of thee
In these dreams
You lie dead before my feet
Outside, the winter night
Cold dismal sight
As the harvest moon paints our guise
Somewherea
Somehowa
In timea
Thereas a killer on the loose
In the room of paintings
In the dead moonlight
Then I awake to this sight
Thereas no horror no fright
Just an omen of the
Forthcoming demise
So many nights
Long pineland winters passed
So many nights
Since Iave heard the sea of June