Mist-Wraith Songtext
von Ancesthor

Bellow a tin colored sky, silky like the starch
Reedy notes are floating all around the woods of forgetfulness
Where every single color is a prisoner


Sulfur dreams like hell
Invade her mind, overnight
The stench of death
The stench of hell

Awaken by the sound of weeping trees

And so she kept walking through the black frost gelid track
While a mist-wraith stood upon her way and wind soughed through the rocks

Walk through the ponds of light and you will find
Castles of crystal with turrets of quartz

And so she kept walking through the black frost gelid track
While a mist-wraith stood upon her way and wind soughed through the rocks