Atlantis

With pure innocence in heart she walks through the woods,

Her long coat embraces her like raven wings.

Cold steel in her hands, a red thin trace

Follows her steps through the snow.

In this cold world of hypocrisy she’s a true word.

Refr.

In the nights, one hidden place

His arms covered her, protected her

Forbidden love

In the nights, the silent nights

Ebony found ivory

A perfect fusion, unperfect end

Old tree-trunks hide the senseless tragedy

Of a young despaired girl

Only heaven cries

But life still goes on a few yards away

In the old grey abbey which was home

Now her lips remain closed and the white skin is cold

Oh look what condemnation brought.

He could not help her

He was already dead

Banned in a picture

A hundred years old