The Days of the After and Behind by Cadaveria Lyrics

I was walking in the dust
Through the half-closed spaces
Incrustations of mud and dew
Resins dripped in the stone
I discerned a man, alone
Frightened eyes, red of pain

I was walking in the pale wintry sun
Through the substrates of the wind
Mosaics of clouds like raging herds
I discerned a crow, fierce, scanning the horizon…

… vitreous eyes… and silver tears…
Notes of a new pentagram
White pages ready to shelter obscurе mysteries

I was walking in the dust
Through thе half-closed spaces
Incrustations of mud and dew
Resins dripped in the stone
I discerned a man, alone
Frightened eyes, red of pain
These are the days of the after and behind
The days of the present, that rolls by slow and full

I was walking in the dust
Through the half-closed spaces
Mosaics of clouds like raging herds
I was walking in the dust
Through the half-closed spaces
Vitreous eyes and silver tears