MercutioCrow
09-21-2004, 08:11 PM
the pallid silver sickle of the moon
swings across the velvet sky
an arc of deathly feyish light
a scythe from the heavens high
sending loose the diamond stars
raining downward ever aye
falling to thier earthly graves
into night without a day
hear the whistling of the wind
hear the mouring and the sighs
hear the rocking of the trees
hear the creaking and the cries
tall and dark the forest stands
ancestral giants bent with time
gnarled limbs laid cold and bare
with the winds of wintertime
the lyrics are CHEESEY, i know, but it sounds nice when sung
:swe:
swings across the velvet sky
an arc of deathly feyish light
a scythe from the heavens high
sending loose the diamond stars
raining downward ever aye
falling to thier earthly graves
into night without a day
hear the whistling of the wind
hear the mouring and the sighs
hear the rocking of the trees
hear the creaking and the cries
tall and dark the forest stands
ancestral giants bent with time
gnarled limbs laid cold and bare
with the winds of wintertime
the lyrics are CHEESEY, i know, but it sounds nice when sung
:swe: