To make the shy ones shiver
Just tell them tales - where the hero fails
They won’t understand - that it takes more than a Chant
And so they keep pretending - to understand the ending
But still they fear the ones who take the peace away.
But peace is the calm - before the storm
And with the winter ahead the autumn wind blows stronger.
Telling the tale of the hero who had lost - and with him a strangers trust.
Cause with the cold comes pain, with the pain comes the past.
Memories of those who have passed away a long time ago.
Of those who fills the graveyards, those who bears the answer, but too shy to tell.
And so they remind silently in peace.
And so they lead them down the dark road...
...Again.
Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 4:34 PM UTC
To make the shy ones shiver
Just tell them tales - where the hero fails
They won’t understand - that it takes more than a Chant
And so they keep pretending - to understand the ending
But still they fear the ones who take the peace away.
But peace is the calm - before the storm
And with the winter ahead the autumn wind blows stronger.
Telling the tale of the hero who had lost - and with him a strangers trust.
Cause with the cold comes pain, with the pain comes the past.
Memories of those who have passed away a long time ago.
Of those who fills the graveyards, those who bears the answer, but too shy to tell.
And so they remind silently in peace.
And so they lead them down the dark road...
...Again.
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