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MAELSTROM LYRICS
"Funeral Beyond The Night" (2003 Demo)
1. Shadows Ballet
2. No Mercy For You
3. Daylight On My Grave
4. Mortal Tenderness
1. Shadows Ballet
Bow thy head
facing my scythe,
nevermore land,
nevermore sky,
give me thy hand,
ready to die.
Play this shadows ballet.
Dance around the fire
pretty toy of death.
Soothe thy moan and cry,
thou are going to melt,
to die.
Shadows ballet.
Melody and Light
dance in the gloom.
Shadows and Fire
colour the death.
Dance on my rime
Fatality and Doom.
Mistress of time
follow my step.
Appease thy cry,
thou shall die soon.
Beyond the night
thou'll fall in depth.
Thou cannot find,
leaving no spoor,
thy sleeping mind
faded in rest.
Dance and wait the night
pretty toy of death.
Madness in desire,
thou are going to melt,
to die.
2. No Mercy For You
Stifling in sorrow,
blood in my mouth,
in violet lips,
persistent breath.
Painting of sadness,
canvas of fear,
colours and dark,
brushing my death.
No mercy for you
No mercy for you
No mercy for you
No mercy
Scythe on my neck
for blind revenge
"Someone will cry...
Someone will die..."
The death of my senses,
in thunder of pain
"No mercy for you...
No mercy for you..."
Harmony of blood,
symphony of screams,
afraid to sing
this dirge for my heart.
Shattered hopes
in sudden death
"No mercy for you...
No mercy for you..."
3. Daylight On My Grave
Sunlight
is falling down
on the ground
still wet.
My tomb is warming,
the sunrise
is waking up
my numb heart.
I let fall
the moist loam.
Ajar eyes,
trembling arms.
Walking in
despair I've found
thy grave,
I cannot have thee.
Daylight on my grave
I can embrace
thy tombstone.
Flowers are
flying away.
The dawn is life,
my dawn is death.
I can't bear this sight.
I will die.
4. Mortal Tenderness
Persistent apathy
hurts me in caresses.
The obsolete instinct,
the majesty of nothingness.
Mistress of silence,
open thy arms
dandling me
in fatal gentleness.
Agony in agony,
Loneliness in loneliness.
No one can sense me,
no one can love me.
Silent blank scream,
weak return,
drops of sadness,
in mortal tenderness.
Dreadful wait,
obscure moments,
adrift senses
in masked shiver.
Mistress of silence,
open thy arms
dandling me
in mortal tenderness.
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