"Aphelion" 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
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
Spiritus sana me verberis in detrimentis
Ergo solum da requiem

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)
Crossing in life
My heart
With silver in times
I'm weak
Crossing in life
My heart with silver in times
I'm 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