Carmeria - En Rapture

A wild whisper to the wind
Minute hand on the hour
A count of three
From the church bell tower

When silence bears its stride
Absent day in the black of night
A fear instilled inside
Those who search for warmth in light

Yet through it all
We stand so tall

A smile twisted in vain
That set insight might see to strain
A thick array of false reign
To plague and tune the mind in shade

The winter frost burns bright
A blazing crimson fire
To signify the end
As the flames leap higher

When shadows split the sky
And all that’s left is a fleeting cry
A fеar instilled inside
Those who know that thе end is nigh

Yet through it all
We stand so tall

A smile twisted in vain
That set insight might see to strain
A thick array of false reign
To plague and tune the mind in shade

Take all that you lead in sake of rite
Take your chance and ride into the night

Beyond the shadows, beneath the soul

We are
We are
The fallen remains of a dying star
We take
We take
The life longing for a beating heart

A smile twisted in vain
That set insight might see to strain
A thick array of false reign
To plague and tune the mind in shade
Take all that you lead in sake of rite
Take your chance and ride into the night