Inflamed Paradox Lyrics
Over the mountainThe sky immerses itself in the liquid shapesThe elements of lakeAwake the beasts of mindWater shapes the heartbeatsOf the shadow-LadyYears are bridges of life and deathThey carry the curse of the ladyEyes that rest inside liquid flamesA fragile black eternity willRotate inside her madnessTears spread like rain to wake the calm solid faceHer bright dark hair uplifted from her headUp to the horizon of the zenith heightRich with the spoils of timeShe rose like ghost to the unwanted passengersDrifted as doubtful illusion, scary dead spiritMight prove her grief and rage of her painLarge fearfully marks of unsettled eyeShifting all around the lake of doomA lady comes and goesMoves, as she was not in painHer shadowy silken presenceIs weeping to the surrounding woodsSights of blazing memoriesMemories made of faithSmokes of pain and sorrowBut the flame has gone through the time
Astarte Inflamed Paradox
