The Wounded Kings - Embrace Of The Narrow House lyrics
Tracks 01. Embrace Of The Narrow House
02. The Hours 03. Melanthos 05. Master Of Witches 07. The Private Labyrinth 08. Melanthos 01. Embrace Of The Narrow House Music by Steve Mills Lyrics by Steve Mills & George Birch
Buried deep
In the silence you weep Break down the walls Of the narrow house Curse your shroud My soul to keep Break down the walls Of the narrow house King of the black sunrise 02. The Hours Music by Steve Mills Lyrics by Steve Mills & George Birch
Hold on to your robes of sorrow
The darkness in your heart will follow A trail of tears from a dying bride Your hollow heart, black inside Ghosts they howl like creaking doors You long for her for evermore The ghosts they'll howl like the creaking doors You'll long for her for evermore 03. Melanthos Music by Steve Mills Lyrics by Steve Mills & George Birch
Melanthos rise
Left hand path Burnt by the sun Melanthos rise Kiss the black tears from your eyes Black queen stands Where the dead sea...died A lonely soul Her frozen touch Now your whole 05. Master Of Witches Music by Steve Mills Lyrics by Steve Mills & George Birch
Black arts conjuror
Speaking in tongues Withered hand accuser Voice from beyond Scourge of the cunning man Cleansing the land Burn in his fires Confess or be damned Submit to the power Curse you to die Condemned for a black soul Eye for an eye Master of witches Burn with his lies Infernal sorcerer Lord of the night 07. The Private Labyrinth Music by Steve Mills Lyrics by Steve Mills & George Birch
Voices rise beyond the void
None can see behind these eyes Darkness hides the dying light The temple to the stars Within the seventh circle The final ruin lays Behold the beckoning silence Your private labyrinth Hidden in shadow You walk the endless path Swathed in black In silence you dwell Forever reborn in immortal hell Within the seventh circle Within the crypt of rays Behold the beckoning silence Your final end of days The black horizon looms before me Souring aloft like a frozen sun Eyes like tombs, I'm sinking in A heart grown cold can never mourn... 08. Melanthos Music by Steve Mills Lyrics by Steve Mills & George Birch
Melanthos rise
Left hand path Burnt by the sun Melanthos rise Kiss the black tears from your eyes Black queen stands Where the dead sea...died A lonely soul Her frozen touch Now your whole |