Anathema - Shroud Of Frost lyrics
[Anathema - Shroud Of Frost lyrics]
Undying odyssey a myriad of times
The soul has seen through eyes of heaven
The imperium of earth
There's nothing left to perceive
Help me to escape from this existence
I yearn for an answer can you help me?
I'm drowning in a sea of
Abused visions and shattered dreams
In somnolent illusion i'm paralyzed
Infinity distraction a pious human disorder
Blind to passage of souls
Conclusion from one remembrance
Help me to escape
Transfixed i gaze through my window at a
World lying under a shroud of
Frost in a forlorn stupor I feel
The burning of staring eyes, yet no one
Is here detached from reality, in
The Knowing of dreams, we know the
Entity of ensuing agony wait's to clasp
Us in it's cold breast, in an empty
Room we awake and it's true
I dreamt of the sun's demise
Awoke to a bleak
Morning in the emptiness I beheld fate for
The dead light is a foretelling
Of what will be i saw a
Soul drift from life, through death
And arrive
At Elysian fields in welcoming song yet
I stand in a dusk-filled room
Despondently watching the passing of the
Kindred spirit and there
Is no song just a delusion of silence
The soul has seen through eyes of heaven
The imperium of earth
There's nothing left to perceive
Help me to escape from this existence
I yearn for an answer can you help me?
I'm drowning in a sea of
Abused visions and shattered dreams
In somnolent illusion i'm paralyzed
Infinity distraction a pious human disorder
Blind to passage of souls
Conclusion from one remembrance
Help me to escape
Transfixed i gaze through my window at a
World lying under a shroud of
Frost in a forlorn stupor I feel
The burning of staring eyes, yet no one
Is here detached from reality, in
The Knowing of dreams, we know the
Entity of ensuing agony wait's to clasp
Us in it's cold breast, in an empty
Room we awake and it's true
I dreamt of the sun's demise
Awoke to a bleak
Morning in the emptiness I beheld fate for
The dead light is a foretelling
Of what will be i saw a
Soul drift from life, through death
And arrive
At Elysian fields in welcoming song yet
I stand in a dusk-filled room
Despondently watching the passing of the
Kindred spirit and there
Is no song just a delusion of silence