Aphelion by Tristania Lyrics

Yearning for days of yore
In elysian daydreams
Burn with a fatal gloss
A confounding mirror of souls
Dance with the winterwinds
In thy visions so sanguine
Glance upon Stygian streams
Where lies hidden a pale secrecy

Hark...
Lures of the siren
Yearn for the days when blithe thou was

Spiritus sana me verberis in detrimentis - ergo solum da requiem
Spiritus sana me verberis in detrimentis - ergo solum da requiem

Sworn to a secrecy
An arcanum devotee
Mourning a life with thee
A descendance of watery argentine
Trance of thy frailty
Endure the exsanguine
Glance beyond closed eyelids
The conundrum of all mysteries
Hark...
Lures of the siren
Yearn for the days when blithe thou was

Spiritus sana me verberis in detrimentis - ergo solum da requiem
Spiritus sana me verberis in detrimentis - ergo solum da requiem

Yearning for days of yore
(In elysian daydreams)
Burn with a fatal gloss
(A confounding mirror of souls)
Dance with the winterwinds
(In thy visions so sanguine)
Glance upon Stygian streams
(Where lies hidden a...)

Crossing in life... my heart
With silver in times... I'm weak

Crossing in life... my heart
With silver in times... I'm weak
Weak... too weak...

Wan circling skies
Secretes... silvering sorrow
Precious to me Aphelion
Thou are the fields where we wither still
Exhaust in thy waning world
My Aphelion
On a broken mirror
Where the veils of night and day seems as one
May thy lids gather again
On a vast and frail crusade
Invigoration of pain pervation (pain pervation this time) this time