Lead to the river Midsummer, I waved A V of black swans On with hope to the grave And through Red September With skies fire-paved I begged you appear Like a thorn for the holy ones Riff 1 Cold was my soul Untold was the pain Bared on your tomb I am a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above onto me? For once upon a time From the binds of ur lowliness I could always find The right slot for your sacred key... Riff 2 Wracked with your charm I am circled like prey Fold to my arms Hold their mesmeric sway Christening stars I remember the way Bared on your tomb I am a prayer for your loneliness Riff 1 ficando lento. black metal pra galera do metal!