Absonus Noctis - Ancient Chambers of Inhuman Sorrow
Imperfect feelings, futile grief
Love a device against all solitude
As it all went on, the love became
A field in a dream that once had been real
So sweet caress, never long to last!
Destroy this illusion we need a change of fate!
Your frantic thoughts
Are only a condemned cry!
Letras Absonus Noctis