I close my eyes forever
Forever and evermore
One lonesome sigh a time between
Let the sprits in
Let my spirit sing

Welcome to the lonely holy spirits' masquerade

The first gate of pleasure
The second door we'll lose all shame
We'll dance through the heavens enter spirits' masquerade

The light of day is fading
Hear the violins fill the halls
This is our way to heaven and to spirits' masquerade

A scarlet fever shakes me
Desire burns within
Redeem me from sins
Let my spirit sing

And when the morning falls silent
We all fall asleep

For all and forever
Forget our deeds

Langarian sare
Marian lo
Haidandehalo
Mandallo

Étaín will you seize the wind
Hold on

Fuamnach's anger piercing curse
Her rowan striking Étaín's soul

Fuamnach's jealousy burns and glows
Cast a spell on Midir's love

Butterfly purple fly can you seize the storm
Driven to sea
Seven years of misery
Invisible love will live

Butterfly purple fly seize the storms
Fill the air with music
Driven to sea
Seven years of misery
Invisible love lives on
Étaín will you break her curse
Seize the winds

Fuamnach's anger torturing storms
Turned the girl into a worm

Hold me

Fly my butterfly precious bird
You fill his soul with magic
Driven to the rocks
Seven years of misery
Invisible love shall live

Fly my butterfly precious bird
You fill his soul with magic

Like cold breath writhing in despair
These lonely souls never disappear
Like a mission nobody wants to share
This curse will never disappear

Velvet Heart
Poison reaches my veins when you caress me
Im not alone
A deadly kiss in the dark

Your velvet heart
The ashes of love buried in the past
A Masquerade of lonely torn-apart souls

Like marble halls in winter's sphere
Im breathing you wanting me
Within these never-ending walls
These souls will never disappear

Within these walls awaiting voices whisper
These marbles halls so cold and never-ending
Like cold breath writhing is despair
Im breathing you, wanting me , someone take me away from here

Velvet heart
This burning
This yearning
This killing heart

Og mannen han gjekk seg i vedaskog.
Hei fara, i vedaskog!
Då satt det ei kråke i lunden og gol.
Hei fara! Faltu riltu raltura!

Og mannen han tenkte med sjølve seg,
Hei fara, med sjølve seg:
Skal tru no den kråka vil drepa meg?
Hei fara! Faltu riltu raltura!

"å no har eg aldri høyrt større skam!
Hei fara, høyrt større skam!
Har du høyrt at ei kråke kan drepa en mann?"
Hei fara! Faltu riltu raltura!

Og mannen han spente sin boge for kne.
Hei fara, sin boge for kne.
Så skaut han den kråka så ho datt ned.
Hei fara! Faltu riltu raltura!

Av skinnet så gjorde han tolv par skor.
Hei fara, han tolv par skor.
Det beste paret det gav han til mor.
Hei fara! Faltu riltu raltura!

Av tarmane gjorde han tolv par reip.
Hei fara, han tolv par reip.
Og klørne han brukte'n til møkkagreip.
Hei fara! Faltu riltu raltura!

Og nebbet han brukte til kyrkjebåt,
Hei fara, til kyrkjebåt,
Som folk kunne sigla på frå og åt.
Hei fara! Faltu riltu raltura!

Av augo så gjorde han stoveglas.
Hei fara, han stoveglas.
Og nakken han sette på kyrkja til stas.
Hei fara! Faltu riltu raltura!

Og den som 'kje kråka kan nytta så,
Hei fara, kan nytta så,
Han var ikkje verd'e ei kråke å få.
Hei fara! Faltu riltu raltura!

Taking on water, sailing a restless sea
From a memory, a fantasy.
The wind carries into white water,
Far from the islands.
Don't you know you're...

Never going to get to france.
Mary, queen of chance, will they find you
Never going to get to france.
Could a new romance ever bind you

Walking on foreign ground like a shadow
Roaming in far off territory
Over your shoulder, stories unfold
You're searching for sanctuary.
You know you're...

Never going to get to france.
Mary, queen of chance, will they find you
Never going to get to france.
Could a new romance ever bind you

I see a picture
By the lamp's flicker.
Isn't it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer

Never going to get to france.
Mary, queen of chance, will they find you
Never going to get to france.
Could a new romance ever bind you

I see a picture
By the lamp's flicker.
Isn't it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer

Never going to get to france.
Mary, queen of chance, will they find you
Never going to get to france.
Could a new romance ever bind you

Never going to get to france.
Never going to...

Be sam tweonum
Awa to aldre
Eow frithes healdan

Hire feollon tearas
Of tham eagum
Eall heo
Waes mid sorgum
Gedrefed

Be saem tweonum
He waes forwundod
Be saem tweonum
Thaer reste he

Meredead
Awa to aldre
Always forever rest in peace

Stormedead
Awa to aldre
Sleeping on ocean's ground

Be saem tweonum
He waes forwundod oooh
Be saem tweonum
Thaer slaepst thu

Thaet was egeslic wyrd
Swa byth tham men
Friora monna gangeth
On flodwegas

Du ville heim fara
Som du eingong lova
Ingen kunne gjeva meg meir
Du som meg sveipte i brurelin
Men runer dei meir visste
Enn eg ville vite

Han ville heim fara
Som han deg eingong lova
Ingen kunne gjeva deg meir
Han som deg sveipte i brurelin
Men runer dei meir visste
Enn ho ville vite

Mot din vilje
Møy mot din vilje
Frå garde han fór
Frå garde han fór
Kaldvind herja
Uvettet ylte
Jordi ho skalv
Frå garde han fór
Mot min vilje
Eg fór frå garde
Eg ville gjeva deg meir
Som eg deg eingong lova
Du sigrlinn atles dotter

I soli lyser perlebandet
Du er fager men sorg du gjev meg
Over huldreheimar vil du fara
Såre sorgi set åt meg no

Vilt eg fór og vitlaus var eg til
Illkvasse augo på frøya
I tåka over doggvått fjell
Eit trihovda troll meg slengde

I skjold det skalv
Mine brødrar drap du

Gull og sylv du aldri hadde
Vilt du fór og vitlaus var du
Frøya's augo illkvasse
Illkvasse

Sigrlinn eg heiter
Eg er atles dotter sveinungs møy
Du åleine i djupe daler
Du kom aldri heim

Eg finn ikkje ord som kan trøyste
Eg finn ikkje glede i livet
Som mit eige liv elska eg han

Han ville heim fara
Som han eingong lova
Ingen kunne gjeva ho meir
Han elska ho i brurelin

Mine tåror er ei grimme
Med gråte kann eg ikkje vinne

Soli bleikna eit siste ord
Hjarta ditt flaut i blod
Hav og himmel sei meg då
Kva gjer eg no

I dagar mange eg rådlaus sat
Vaken sviv eg viljelaus
Eg vil vita sei meg då
Kvar er du no

Det skin av sverdet
Det raude gullet
Hjarta mitt vil ikkje kvile
Det skin av sverdet
Det raude gullet
Hjarta mitt vil aldri tvile

I miss you like I'm losing my own life
I'm drifting to somewhere I can't find
Resistance and the power to let go
Of something I can't control

I try to reach you
I am alive but I can't breathe
Oh so empty our horizon
Of all the dreams that can't come true

In my thriving glowing fantasies
I hide the laste of sin
I can't forget the sweetness of your skin
Forgive me for being

I am alive
(You are here)
But I can't breathe
(You cannot feel)
Don't want to fell anymore
(Don't want to be here anymore)
I am deprived
(Falling apart)
Where are we going to
Into an empty horizon

Drop the mask and let my feelings in
Reveal your eyes that tell a million things
I'm here
We are here closer to each other
Close to each other

I need to reach you
I'm here but I can't win
I need to feel you
I've been here all the time

Will you let me in
Into your empty horizon?

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Tie me to a pillar
Feed me with your lies
I Will Still know that true love never dies
Have a look into my tell-tale eyes

Build me a coffin
Lock it with a million nails
I will still know that my love can never fail
Have a listen to my tell-tale heart

For centuries and centuries
We stepped on our enemies
To make the speak
To make them bleed
And make them plead for leniency

But memories cross boundaries
You cannot wipe out memories
And all those dreams
That cause believes
Delete our grieves and grimy sins

Push me from a mountain
Watch me I can fly
Cause I know where I'm going
Into my seventh life
Have a look into my tell-tale eyes

Tie me to a pillar
Push me from a mountain
Spit on my innocence
Sit on my freedom
But my soul is invisible
My life goes in circles
If my ghost caused trouble
I tell you I'm still here

Hwilum ylfete song
Dyde ic me to gomene
Nu thu miht gehyran
Tha sorhleod

Daeges on nihtes
Calde gethrungen
Waeron mine fet
Forste gebunden

Hrimcealde sae
Hreo haeglfare
Haelethum on andan
Ic to sothe wat thaet bith
Haelethum on andan
Ic to sothe wat thaet bith

Eall thaet therinne is
Ceare sarra sorga
Ic eom bitter in breosthod mid sorgum gedrefted

Marian leofa modes milde eallgylden
Is me nu lifes hyht thaet ic haelan mag