| Lost in Shadowlands |
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| 6th of December, 2001 |
| I cry, I mourn for my dearly loved A maiden bird never to be seen again Whispering is all that remains At the other side of twilight I'll wait And shall my hope thrive forth faith, and faith shall thrive forth hope As it ever and always does As it always does Over golden fields and harsh plains I look Shiny skies and gleaming streams Where all seems paradise, either a hoax But I durstn't to look back into the mirror The Gladden Fields stretch as far as they can But I never looked farther than the horizon And if I dare, whither then? I do not know I'll wait for you here, forever more Break the spell, release yourself And follow the path of the blind I'll never leave, for I shall wait for you Death has taken me too soon A ring of fire, a circle of steel Keeps us apart In the halls of Mandos I'll wait I will never leave 'till she has said goodbye Strange visions of lives past long forgotten and gone Remembering things of events not even mine Thought I had time to wait for you a little while more But it seems that I'm called to the mirror To the mirror To the other side Break the spell, release yourself And follow the path of the blind I'll never leave, for I shall wait for you Death has taken me too soon A ring of fire, a circle of steel Keeps us a-... Break the spell, release yourself And follow the path of the blind I'll never leave for I shall wait for you Death has taken me too soon The last dragon tells its story I will be gone |