Besedila: Anathema. The Silent Enigma. A Dying Wish.

I bear the seed of ruin
A golden age turned to stone
Elysium..... to dust
For this, a tragic journey
A vision of a dying embrace
Scattered earth
Silence.....
Where Echonia wept
I sank into the silent desert
Fallen am I,
In the solitude of a broken promise

.... I cried alone
My emptyrean is a scar
From the memory of her beautiful life
Forever was her name
Fulfilment lost in a lifetime of regret
Ornate peace would cover me
As I would die now.....
For one last wish