The Mournful Euphony Lyrics
thou hear the roaring of a stormy windthou feel a gelid shiver deep withinas thou wonder what will this winter bringThe spectress of winter are risingunder the pale north starmist benights the horizoncold and arcane it appearsHearken thy mournful euphonywhen wintry tempest so furious sweepsounds so majestic, a symphonyso enchanting a deep sonorous griefCarry me o'mighty winterto my desolate realmwhere i shall narrate my tale of woemy creed my unseemlinessthe northern light above the murky skiesenchaning me it's so divineas the winter nights slowly enlargessnow conceals it's winther'd leavesI'm thy winter fireembrace thee with desirealways sorrounding theeand enswathing theeYet it shall bloomthe mid'winter stormthat compelsthe landscape to deformembellishing inthe enchanting twilightas the master of winterevinces his mightCarry me o'mighty winterto my desolate realmwhere i shall narrate my tale of woemy creed my unseemlinessThe poudrins embrace my cold realmso arcane but yet so graciousit emerged in solemn splendourso alluring and beyond divine
Sins Of Thy Beloved The Mournful Euphony
