Scars That Bleed Again

Endless nightmare of consternation
Where the shadow of my blame revives
In this dark fate that awaits me
At the end of this impregnable gloom.

Throne of sorrow forgotten
Innocence in althar of mud
Soul of dreadful rest forbidden
At the gates of this winter.

Outcast in the depths of this forest
The wind sighs at this ancestral kingdom
And my sorrow flows
Like scars that bleed again.

Chrysalis nocturnal creature
Bounded to its bed of stones
Messenger of funerary dreams
Carrier of this plague of grieves.

Alone and lost she no longer belongs to this world
She awaits me she awaits for me.

The darkest hour and its frightful silence
Define this narrow path that leads me to her
Leaving the sun behind
Entering in a world of ashes.

Throne of sorrow forgotten
Innocence in althar of mud
Soul of dreadful rest forbidden
In the arms of a mother named death.

In the black breast of her grave
Dumb before the drenched throne
Forsaken flower dethroned of her light
Lost in the eyes of the crows.

Hold me in your arms as the night embraces the light
Bury your hands in the depths of this silent sorrow.

Her breath in the woods resounds
Empire of desecrated graves
Under silvery tears of the moon
Among creatures devouring the night.

Alone and lost she is the tyrant of this world
She is around me
She my Queen of sorrow.