Vox Angelica

Between a dream and a reality
Under comets and golds
In ash and lime
Where the memory is erased
Where sight becomes blurred
When the gesture grows dim
And the thin sound is stiffled
Where the flame wavers
When the bent body sinks down
Under the veil of pain
I hold out my arm towards your forehead
Your body bends under the weight of the blade
And my heart fills up with tears
I am cold and I die
But our love remains beyond and elsewhere