Tristania-Beyond the veil-Aphelion

Esto si que es Verdadero Gothic Metal, no la mierda de ahora. Segundo Track del disco Beyond the veil de Tristania Lyrics Yearning for days of yore (in elysian daydreams) Burn with a fatal gloss (a confounding mirror of souls) Dance with the winterwinds (in thy visions so sanguine) Glance upon Stygian streams (where lies hidden a pale secrecy) Hark... lures of the siren yearn for the days when blithe thou was Spiritus sana me verberis in detrimentis, ergo solum da requiem Sworn to a secrecy (an arcanum devotee) Mourning a life with thee (a descendance of watery argentine) Trance of thy frailty (endure the exsanguine) Glance beyond closed eyelids (the conundrum of all mysteries) Hark... lures of the siren yearn for the days when blithe thou was Spiritus sana me verberis in detrimentis, ergo solum da requiem ...in elysian daydreams ...a confounding mirror of souls ...in thy visions so sanguine ..where lies hidden a.. Crossing in life...my heart with silver in times...I&weak.. Crossing in life... My heart with silver in times... I&weak... too weak... Wan circling skies secretes...silvering sorrow Precious to me Aphelion Thou are the fields where we wither still Exhaust in thy waning world (My Aphelion) on a broken mirror where the veils of night and day seems as one May thy lids gather again on a vast and frail crusade Invigoration of pain pervation this time