Elvenking - The Solitaire скачать mp3

Backwards I'm covering miles along A war I'm battling alone Against waves during a storm Against golden oceans of grain Between the bluebells and the sand I'm arid and backhand I feel impurest empty Forlorn, sharpened tempty Samaritan where I belong I have been crowned grey inside This night is never ending Pitch black, hell descending Gathering into the abyss I am the enslaved solitaire Midnight the candle sputters slow Illuminates my sins and sakes As the winter leaves its wakes Starwards, back to back with My unconscious fear to face the truth But tonight I'll come for you At first glance I'll belong to you At second hand you will taste my irrelevance At last you will feel my solitude And you will walk away I feel impurest empty The third is the sympathetic age And then you will finally have fear At last you will feel my solitude And it will be too late