Elvenking
Straight Inside Your Winter
Devoid of life, lost and glum
Silence devours flair, swears allegiance to its maids
On the prowl of loneliness
To geminate with harsh, fake resistance to my art

Accept my soul
Offer my toll to the poet's tears
Caress my heart
It's my black art to whisper in your ears

Back to the days we embellished the rhymes
Off to the gallery of my pains
Embody the spirit, this art of mine
Every verse speaks for a thousand strains

Ornaments of agony
Cut the wrists of our bond to reality
Embrace in sighs and despair
To connect the flames to the Oceans of my soul

Accept my soul
Offer my toll to the poet's tears
Caress my heart
It's my black art to whisper in your ears

Back to the days we embellished the rhymes
Off to the gallery of my pains
Embody the spirit, this art of mine
Every verse speaks for a thousand strains
All screams and groans inside
Not a single sigh
A chest like a storm profound
Roaring melancholy

Bring me out in shackles
To the mercy of the might
Hit me with your contempt
I'll rejoice and shine so bright
Let me introduce my gloom
To the deepest of your fears
I want to cross your borders
Straight inside your winter, dear

Your winter, dear

Accept my soul
Offer my toll to the poet's tears
Caress my heart
It's my black art to whisper in your ears

Back to the days we embellished the rhymes
Off to the gallery of my pains
Embody the spirit, this art of mine
Every verse speaks for a thousand strains
Back to the days we embellished the rhymes
Off to the gallery of my pains
Embody the spirit, this art of mine
Every verse speaks for a thousand strains

All screams and groans inside
Not a single sigh
A chest like a storm profound