Aesma Daeva - The Eros Of Frigid Beauty lyrics
Tracks 01. Lysander
02. Devotion 03. In My Holy Time 04. The Eros Of Frigid Beauty 05. Overature 06. The Minstrel Song 07. Lysander II 01. Lysander
Lysander I pursue I pursue in vain
Cruel Lysander thus to fly me. Let this begin She must not, she must not obtain him Never never never never must obtain Frigid beauty Who are you that you would deny me? Deny me deny me Bring bring my trusty arms 02. Devotion
Her beauty must success less prove
For this heart is stronger charms Feeble feeble arms and hurtles dart She will not in war prevail Alas what hopes to wound a heart She will not live to tell the tale Nothing! 03. In My Holy Time
As I walked on my own
As I look for my dear home I felt the sun leaving me White choruses wait for me 'Where shall we our breakfast take?' Said the first raven Down in yonder green field There lies a knight slain under his shield Down comes his fellow doe As great with young as she might go She lift up his bloody head and kissed his wounds that were so red She got him up on her back And carried him to earth and lake She buried him before the prime she was dead herself before night time Do you still see me? 04. The Eros Of Frigid Beauty
Frozen beauty lies blind in ice
No eyes to see I've always been and always I shall be 05. Overature
[Instrumental]
06. The Minstrel Song
In darkness let me dwell
The ground the ground shall sorrow be The roof of despair which bears all cheerful light from me To bar all cheerful light The walls marble black which moistened still shall weep from me The roof of despair which bears all cheerful light from me To bar all cheerful light My queen my queen I only wish my song to please thee I wish to be the minstrel in your gallery My music jarring jarring sounds to banish sleep thus bedded to my woes And bedded bedded to my tomb Oh let me living die Till death to come 07. Lysander II
The frightened earth looks pale and cries
It cries as war does consume the skies My armies already join the battle above The god of war fights the god of love Stand firm my battalions stand firm The tyrants shall yield Hold the line! They fly they fly my archers fly Consume consume the whole world Since she is burning. |