Silver Bride - Anabioz

From the mystic dreams of nighttime

I saw the clarity of my days

From the shades of longing

Looked for the familiar glow

The death of my wife’s slayer

Brought no comfort to me

Now a shape for loneliness

For a dream

A queen of gold I made

A silver bride I built

From the northern summer nights

From the winter moon

Responded not my girl

No beating heart I felt

I brought no sighs to the silver lips

No warmth from the gold

Within my heart a flame of desires

Provoked the power of my will

Forced into silvery shape

A golden queen for me

I made our bed under the stars

Covers a-plenty, bear skin hides

Stroked the arc of golden curves

Kissed the lips of silver

A queen of gold I made

A silver bride I built

From the northern summer nights

From the winter moon

Responded not my girl

No beating heart I felt

I brought no sighs to the silver lips

No warmth from the gold

(Queen of gold) I made her

(Silver bride) I built her

(Queen of gold) No warmth

(Silver bride) No love

(Queen of gold) I made her

(Silver bride) I built her

(Queen of gold) No warmth

(Silver bride) No life