Dancing through the silent waves
The shimmering moonlight
Over lost angels remains
Whispering through gloomy halls
Beneath the gentle soft caress
Of dreaming shadows
Flowing steams of silver
Through tidal torrents of grief
Time was never there for us
The final tide took the last ones away
Buried visions - of sunrise
Beneath the seas - of torrid soil
Slowly sinking - in the mire
Shades of - emerald fields
Our eyes can't stand the flames
Single sparkles hiding in our palms
They linger before dying away
Fading from out sigh
Loathsome are the ways of those
Who the meadows shall receive
For every glimpse of daylight must vanish
And every soul submit to tide
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Dancing through the silent waves
The shimmering moonlight
Over lost angels remains
Whispering through gloomy halls
Beneath the gentle soft caress
Of dreaming shadows
Flowing steams of silver
Through tidal torrents of grief
Time was never there for us
The final tide took the last ones away
Buried visions - of sunrise
Beneath the seas - of torrid soil
Slowly sinking - in the mire
Shades of - emerald fields
Our eyes can't stand the flames
Single sparkles hiding in our palms
They linger before dying away
Fading from out sigh
Loathsome are the ways of those
Who the meadows shall receive
For every glimpse of daylight must vanish
And every soul submit to tide
The shimmering moonlight
Over lost angels remains
Whispering through gloomy halls
Beneath the gentle soft caress
Of dreaming shadows
Flowing steams of silver
Through tidal torrents of grief
Time was never there for us
The final tide took the last ones away
Buried visions - of sunrise
Beneath the seas - of torrid soil
Slowly sinking - in the mire
Shades of - emerald fields
Our eyes can't stand the flames
Single sparkles hiding in our palms
They linger before dying away
Fading from out sigh
Loathsome are the ways of those
Who the meadows shall receive
For every glimpse of daylight must vanish
And every soul submit to tide
Writer: ANDERS NYSTROM, JONAS PETTER RENKSE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group