Тексты песен VED BUENS ENDE

Carry me and throw me, into the waters that kept you and yours alive. .....and if that was fear..... I'd leave you with your doves. You'd want to eat the hand that hit you - And your dear p

I slumber throught my years, like the desert moves with the wind. Frozen and flickering, the lustful year has met its end. A wanderer I am indeed... ...the son of the moon... and I will carry mountai

A shelter for me in the storm, to faint, and see ravens fly. I am the one worthy, to carry those born with wings. Swim with me, meet my dreamking... See my broken wings, and my feathers the dust in

Listen, hear my demons dance after a view and a fallen star, they gather. Look, see my demons gleam they've brought us stains and my bubbles bother. Drifting us futher away

....went away with my fathers, to gather the fallen. To return with the wisdom of the kings.... Let me dream. (Let the jewels gleam.) Let the fallen hear: "It never rains around here." The

dmire it in its sleep. Wounded, and embraced by dreams. Whatever wanders in these depths, it shall carry along. This shore is for the throne... I am forever. A storm, but ever so fearless it wande

I slumber throught my years. Like the desert moves with the wind. Frozen and flickering, the lustful year has met its end. A wanderer I am indeed..... the son of the moon..... and I will carry mounta

The dust the Dreamking and I. Kept restrained like the flesh between the ribbons. We did what the sun forbade us to. Oh how mournful we are, soon to be given wings. The wings that gave the swan his

Strange how mysteriousness bound us and drags us through these dark times Strange how the twilight encourages us and fills us with awesome pride. Strange how a thorn would please us and bring our h

A distant cry..... From whom I perished for? No..... You are born..... .....the winterburden I bled your tears once. If only I could wither, You, That May Wither A distant cry... From what I perish

A distant cry... From what I perished for? No.... It was born... The winterburden. I bled its tears once... Oh, if only it could wither, wither in the absence of my thoughts. So I cry...