"The Dhampir, Pt. III" lyrics
I'm coming back
To the moonlight
To all dreams profound
Reaching out for the firmament
To dance on unhallowed ground
Under the stars
My will be my very own wings and carrier
To mount the walls of deliria
And I bear them
The voices of the dead
They cry
Gods of death, I invite you in
To reveal which path is hollow
And break my heart
Grief, cleanse me! I am destroyed!
But also ever so whole through gifts you bestow
Clear inner vision of the artof letting go
Somber night
An abyss gaping wide without end
Great halls of absent light
Deep below the earth
I died and was born again
From the deep they rise
Revenants, angels turned to devils
Blessings turned to plague
Death comes slow under the guise of hope
Dragging you down to their grave
Woeful specters
Feeding on your spleen
Eats away at your soul
Ever gnawing at your bones
So fly! Transform! Become! Transcend!
Somber night
An abyss gaping wide without end
Great halls of absent light
Deep below the earth
I died and was born again
Winds, fill my wings
O mighty spirits! Arise!
Rush through me, phantoms of the deep
The harvest scythe returned and went away
Faster, rising up the spiral to the nightly abode
A pathway is formed
A way through
Night fades to dawn
But dreams never end
Sorrows blown away by the winds
And from this tomb to the sky
I ascend
Never to return again
To the moonlight
To all dreams profound
Reaching out for the firmament
To dance on unhallowed ground
Under the stars
My will be my very own wings and carrier
To mount the walls of deliria
And I bear them
The voices of the dead
They cry
Gods of death, I invite you in
To reveal which path is hollow
And break my heart
Grief, cleanse me! I am destroyed!
But also ever so whole through gifts you bestow
Clear inner vision of the artof letting go
Somber night
An abyss gaping wide without end
Great halls of absent light
Deep below the earth
I died and was born again
From the deep they rise
Revenants, angels turned to devils
Blessings turned to plague
Death comes slow under the guise of hope
Dragging you down to their grave
Woeful specters
Feeding on your spleen
Eats away at your soul
Ever gnawing at your bones
So fly! Transform! Become! Transcend!
Somber night
An abyss gaping wide without end
Great halls of absent light
Deep below the earth
I died and was born again
Winds, fill my wings
O mighty spirits! Arise!
Rush through me, phantoms of the deep
The harvest scythe returned and went away
Faster, rising up the spiral to the nightly abode
A pathway is formed
A way through
Night fades to dawn
But dreams never end
Sorrows blown away by the winds
And from this tomb to the sky
I ascend
Never to return again
