[Lyrics by Azgorh] Footprints entrenched deep in the snow The winds howl and the forest whispers Dark shadows dance across the white ground as the bitter
as the same the glowing moonlight reflects in my eyes whispering ... shadows a grotesque touch of the dead eclipse my way to await me whispering ... shadows whispers
So empty, like the life... that ends... When leaves come down, They' ll rot away... ...So begins the end. Consternation... Hindsight only the shadow
Through this life of mine telling wanton lies saying sensless words laughing at my faults... Can I trust her? How? Vultures wait my fall cawing grief
As I walk through the icy snow, on my way to the winters beauty. Dressed as the mourner. Cold hoarfrost freezing tears in my eyes. I'll consume your
Through the falling snow she gracefully flies. A sight not to be seen by awoken eyes. Every time when asleep, I chase her through landscapes. I still
hoarfrost. And I'm shame, standing in the water of pain. Created to soar the darkest mystery... Created to bleed and wither inside... And I dream you in deepest forest
hope for the death of the sun. See the rise of black godess, from the torment. It shades the land, leading you into the darkest side. Portrait this forest
Dream forest, I have come to thee. Insane I seek to be. Poison toads follow me around as I stalk your fruitful ground. Ravens plucked out my lover's
dreams. Only an echo is here... A curse is laid on me, spelled by the past. My eyes can not see but I hear at last. Whispering of forgotten voices,
O, Adonay per quem omnia liberata sunt libera me ab omni malo. O, Adonay per quem omnia consolata sunt consola me. Amen. As sunlight fades and nightfall
symphony, sad songs of the dying ones. I can hear the symphony, symphony of the dying swans. In darkened copse, are whispering shadows. From the blackened forest
My eyes are aching to see the sight of the sacred grounds and ears are yearning to hear its sweet and whispering sounds. Let me tenderly view in disguise
eyes will always brighten the blue. Chase your dreams, and remember me, speak bravery, Because after all those wings will take you, up so high, So bid the forest
: Snow is falling, snow is falling on the ground, In the forest, in the forest there's no sound; A shallow grave is where we lie, The boys and men who
so filled with crying. A whisper weighed upon the tattered down where you and I were lying. Tell me now, tell me this, A forest's son, a river's daughter
lands blocking the last rays of the dying sun and a veil of mist and serenity gracefully covers the night. The shadowy trees of the forest, once imbued
Whisper the Wind Whisper the wind over the water Whisper the wind all through the night Whisper the wind along the canyon Whisper the wind into the night Whisper
