See the meadows of tempest rage furious, withering lullabies. In my eyes there is not the sparkle once shined. I will long for you dear princess of tales. Now theres no way to go back, withered heart, sunken chest. I am mean to be alone, no more hopes, no more dreams. With the eternal wish to find some magic to dwell in. Drops of pain harass whats left in my soul, withering lullabies. Where are those beautiful melodies? Raven of the cliffs, fly without black wings, red eyes. This crimson love, once dawn now twilight of hope. I will long for you... Childhoods light is gone, love promise broken in shreds which no one wants, yet I still care for them. I will long for you... I will long for you...
lullaby, withering, long, harass, shined