Текст песни Dream upon Tombs - Black Tears Run From Crystal Eyes

Scene 1
Dear father. O father, take us to ye lands shore
My brothers, dear father, they cannot wait no more
Through winters dark cover, we bade it take its course
'til summers gold sunset, stole winters icy voice

Sweet children, of patience thee hath spoke
I adorst thy tireless hears of hope
Come mother, prepare now head my call
For tomorrow, through ye forest we shall go

Scene 2
Ye forest sepulchral and cold
Ye sunlight is bared from our souls
O, father protect us guard us well
As danger treads softly 'round us all

Therewith, I'll guide thee to thine homes
Thus silence defiant of natures chords
Pry' thee children thy silken words will cloak
Our passage through evils very jaws

Scene 3
From shadows fall nightmares bred in hell
Their father is slaughtered by dark hordes
Ye children stand helpless by his corpse
They're shackled but one child doth escape

Scene 4
Running 'neath ancient limbs he flees
Ye wooden webs that bearest leaves
Dark shadows ignore his desperate pleas
The village and safety he doth reach

Scene 5
Look it's John's young child
From ye forest thou burst in haste exiled
Thy pallor of sickness speaks of death
What terror hath cast thee out like this

Mine pallor begot by evil spawn
Mine brothers enslaved by ye dark hordes
Thence father lies slaughtered in ye forest
Thy children they'll take as slaves thereon

Scene 6
O brave men of thine meek village
Thy homes endangered by this menace
Thou must summon thine every inch of courage
'tis thy valour we ride upon to battle

Scene 7
With passion and weapons they are gathered
Ye women and children wade in panic
Ye oceans tide wilst be remorse
As waves they roll in from ye forest

"Charge"

Scene 8
Ye fathers so valiantly fought
Ye women they wept in woeful torrents
All butchered by swiftly falling swords
Their bodies which broken life didst course

Scene 9
Ruins of love the flesh did borne
Flames rising higher, ye village destroyed

Scene 10
Running through world again defying
His village the child doth leave behind him
Its cinders they light the blackened sky
As soldiers pursue the frightened child
Yielding not to their savage breath
No slave ship will he ride to his death
Ay shadows where graves are borne didst lurch
Withal be sure thy slave to fear itself