Along the Misty Morass Lyrics

The sun is a falling star
as the moon is about to be a rising one
the first sign of night so far
seen through time, from forefathers to sons
whisper like the shades, the souls of night
the words that give me strength of gloomy sight
beyond the description of the twilight's call
I wish that the stars in my hands will fall
when thorns of darkness rip wounds in my soul

I walk through the grass
like a child left alone to sing
who the helping angels never bring
like a blaze through the night,
which covers me from mournful sight
as I join their dreams Along the Misty Morass...

The revelation of their eyes, gleaming so bright
as I welcome the shades to follow the dismal winds

Beyond the description of the twilight's call
I wish that the stars in my hands will fall
as the thorns of darkness rip wounds in my soul

I walk through the grass
like a child left alone to sing
who the helping angels never bring
like a blaze through the night,
which covers me from mournful sight
as I join their dreams Along the Misty Morass...

The sun is a falling star
as the moon is about to be a rising one
.......and the sky burns as thousand torches
under the roof of the ancient castle.......