Withered Lullabies

See the meadows of tempest

rage furious,

withering lullabies.

In my eyes

there is not the sparkle once shined.

I will long for you

dear princess of tales.

Now there´s no way to go back,

withered heart, sunken chest.

I am mean to be alone,

no more hopes, no more dreams.

With the eternal wish to find

some magic to dwell in.

Drops of pain harass

what´s left in my soul,

withering lullabies.

Where are those

beautiful melodies?

Raven of the cliffs,

fly without black wings,

red eyes.

This crimson love,

once dawn now twilight of hope.

I will long for you...

Childhood´s light is gone,

love promise broken in shreds

which no one wants,

yet I still care for them.

I will long for you...

I will long for you...