Αποσπερίτης... κατά φαντασία

Αποσπερίτης... κατά φαντασία

Σάββατο, 13 Απριλίου 2013

Nox Arcana

I feel your venom in my veins, and I can't escape these chains.

A cloud of dust flies on the starry sky,
Thunder breaks the silence on pich black midnight
This way have all the nights gone by
Keeping the stormy danger straight out of sight

Revelation burnt his eyes, a fire that began to glow
Smoke clouds full of visions, Lancelot began to plot
Revenge for lost Avalon in his heart started to grow
Conspiration in the darkness, Arthur's death he sought

Reality between the lines, velvet-covered steel
The malice king at last he'll kneel
The witching hour is drawing near
And his tragic fate is clear

But just as Arthur lay dead,
Lancelot's blood lodged cold on his head
Seeing Marion, bewildered by what she did see,
He knew that he 'd never from his torment break free.

Was all worth it, going through fire and ice?
Experiences he got on life's caroussel?
That he besieged his mind's castle twice,
Once for him and once for her?

No, short-eyed him, see he did not
The foil of his plan that let his days rot
And as the priestess of the night alone wandered on,
His tormented soul from his body was withdrawn.

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