Take me where the shimmering lights are fading out. Through the shadows of hate and through the fires of grace. I followed the voice in the night, beautiful as the black sky, but nothing I found. My thoughts are captured by the magical chants of the spirits, but I cannot see them with these dead eyes. Lost I am in these dismal streams. Lost I am forever in my life. The snow is falling on the withering leaves, I am left in the cold. The shadows are crying in the moonlight. Is this night the last of my life? Have we arrived from our journey, I must ask you now. At last I can cry, because these sad words are calling me tonight. My eyes bleed for you my star, my pride and the love of my heart. I raged and it tore me apart. I promise to you with sadness and hate... Wherever I might go, you will know. I give my life to the withering leaves. To the bleeding moonlight. To the crying shadows. I give my life to you. // Wintersun

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October 2012