Requiem - Tristania

As lights go off one by one

When things unsaid

Are piling up

We still can’t forgive how

We could forget

To dare to risk to regret

The drone of all the fools will rise and fall

Had enough but want more

The looking glass is cleaner from the other side

Your Gordian knot’s revealed

Every season

Every storm

A painful wish to

Be reborn

Now a second silence

Peace restored

If you lose the battle

Win the war

We make the final bow or start to run

Now my fate will be yours

You start again or go straight to the final day

Our breed — How do we plead

Every season

Every storm

Your near is cold

Your far is warm

In your sweet pain

Feel thejoy

Your pleasure kills

‘Causelove destroys

Choose your weapon — your door