Crimson Winds Songtext
von Dark Tranquillity
Crimson Winds Songtext
Force of anger, mordant senseless wrath
Manifold is the terminus of oneself
Invocate ye lord of the left-behinds
Preserve a seat for the weakened minds
Reserving that limpid yet so used
Veil of deceiving hostility
Close now is the threshold of insanity
Never-ending force of hatred
Fear, them darkened spheres
Deprecated existence
Manifest of darkness be
Manifest for unspeakable actions
Fire sermons to condemn those fallen
Fallen from pride, fallen from the manger
Father, lend to me thy wisdom, thy wisdom of old
Now all is clear
Pierce the side of the never-ending blindness
Then thereby be it stated in the name of the forgotten
Father of light, father of darkness
I will not implore to no master of thine! Oh no
Oh no, no, never
Ever flaming
Intemperate malice in the extreme
Forms are twisted, ever falling
Crescent skies, the wait, the calling
Eyes unseeing, stars rearrange
Tears of our blood running from the runes
Misgiving fall silent
Excitement stir up the spheres
My sweet Norderland
To reap the fields of ignorance and lies
Trails of omission swept away
Never be found again
Release of agony
So nebulous (so nebulous)
Yet ominous (yet ominous)
Is the terminus (is the terminus)
Flames of hatred burn me
Fire soul, hear me, blinded fool
Take heed to the forgotten twilight
Now kneel to the omniscient twilight
Crimson winds, ornaments in the dark
The weep of pain drowned by tears
Drowned by tears of northerly blood
Runes of force, fulfillment of a somber ordeal I know
Pierce the side of the never-ending blindness
Then thereby be it stated in the name of the forgotten
Father of light, father of darkness
I will not implore to no master of thine! Oh no
Oh no, no, never
Ever flaming
Everlasting lust for wisdom and for solitude
Coming of dawn, knowledge in the image of flesh
Unbridled to the world I wander now
Light cast upon this place of mysteries
Truth hurts for my tongue is venomous
Unbound yet bound for disbelief
Darkness, I grasp your every nerve
Everflaming now and forevermore
Manifold is the terminus of oneself
Invocate ye lord of the left-behinds
Preserve a seat for the weakened minds
Reserving that limpid yet so used
Veil of deceiving hostility
Close now is the threshold of insanity
Never-ending force of hatred
Fear, them darkened spheres
Deprecated existence
Manifest of darkness be
Manifest for unspeakable actions
Fire sermons to condemn those fallen
Fallen from pride, fallen from the manger
Father, lend to me thy wisdom, thy wisdom of old
Now all is clear
Pierce the side of the never-ending blindness
Then thereby be it stated in the name of the forgotten
Father of light, father of darkness
I will not implore to no master of thine! Oh no
Oh no, no, never
Ever flaming
Intemperate malice in the extreme
Forms are twisted, ever falling
Crescent skies, the wait, the calling
Eyes unseeing, stars rearrange
Tears of our blood running from the runes
Misgiving fall silent
Excitement stir up the spheres
My sweet Norderland
To reap the fields of ignorance and lies
Trails of omission swept away
Never be found again
Release of agony
So nebulous (so nebulous)
Yet ominous (yet ominous)
Is the terminus (is the terminus)
Flames of hatred burn me
Fire soul, hear me, blinded fool
Take heed to the forgotten twilight
Now kneel to the omniscient twilight
Crimson winds, ornaments in the dark
The weep of pain drowned by tears
Drowned by tears of northerly blood
Runes of force, fulfillment of a somber ordeal I know
Pierce the side of the never-ending blindness
Then thereby be it stated in the name of the forgotten
Father of light, father of darkness
I will not implore to no master of thine! Oh no
Oh no, no, never
Ever flaming
Everlasting lust for wisdom and for solitude
Coming of dawn, knowledge in the image of flesh
Unbridled to the world I wander now
Light cast upon this place of mysteries
Truth hurts for my tongue is venomous
Unbound yet bound for disbelief
Darkness, I grasp your every nerve
Everflaming now and forevermore
Writer(s): Niklas Bo Sundin, Anders Mikael Jivarp, Martin Hans Knut Henriksson, Mikael Bengt Stanne, Anders Par Friden Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

