Bella Morte

The Quiet
And this silence is her lifeFalling fast into the dark November skyOver voices she shall crySoundless screams are felt before the sun can riseHear her voice as strong as steelSpeaking long dead names to keep the evening stillIn her heart rests all of timeTrapped for now in faith that death is still aliveTo the fields and seas againWithout sight we wander through the haze of this dark landIn a dream she gently criesIn a tear her story moves to find the floorAnd she speaks before she goes away"Carry on my friend, but leave me not alone"'Til the reign of sleep againWithout sight we wander through the haze of this dark landTo the seas and fields againWithout sight she wanders through the haze of this lost landTo the seas again'Til we find our lives againAnd the waves are crashing hard against the farthest shore Aus Songtexte Mania