Текст песни Romance & Wrath - Elvenking

To cut the strings, to end their lives
No mercy, pity, no false disguise
Morte, amore, death and love
Behold their pain from high above
Pale moon skies
Witnesses of my inner pit of commotion
Chaos, rise!
To desecrate my last hidden sense of devotion
Loose like never before the break point of my life is bonded by chance
And reasons frail like crystal glass near to fall on a million spikes
I′ve never, just never, he never loved as much as he loves her now
My only sweet hearthold, his only sense of bliss
The hangman, merciful abyss, eradicating black souls from the guilty
My wonder, to plunder the sad emotions of a bleeding soul, love, dead heart
Of a bleeding soul, love, dead heart
Cursed to see her beloved dying by his own hand, by mistake
No mistake for the lady in black
Romance and wrath
See the fire that washes away
The wrath of chaos
Torn is the romance
The illusion is lost again
She is lying on the stake
With no life in her eyes
Torn is the romance
The illusion is lost again
Kiss now the dead skin on her cheek
Useless is my touch, my breath, my heat
Condemned to suffer for so long
What did I do to deserve this thing? So wrong
They destroyed the heart of innocence today (today, yeah)
The heart of innocence
Now you enter my reign
So I can better feel your pain
It's not your time
But you′ll soon meet the lady with the scythe
I found myself this path through hell and now I realize
The pain, the suffering she's stealing from my eyes (Feel my wrath!)
Don't want all this to happen, now I understand
The lady with the scythe, may she be damned!
Now you are mine, all mine
Your pain speaks books to me, so finally everything I see
Now I dont need you anymore, it′s not your time
Not yet
I found myself this path through hell and now I realize
The pain, the suffering she′s stealing from my eyes (Feel my wrath!)
Don't want all this to happen, now I understand
The lady with the scythe - NO!
See the dusk that runs away
The change of seasons
Born is the romance
The illusion is here to stay
She is lying on the grass
With full life in her eyes
Born is the romance
The illusion is here to stay
She is living once again and he will never remember
It′s not their time, not yet
I've never, just never, he nerver loved as much as he loves her now
My only sweet hearthold, his only sense of bliss
The hangman, merciful abyss, eradicating black souls from the guilty
My wonder has plundered
Pale moon skies
Witnesses of my inner pit of commotion
Chaos, rise!
To desecrate my last hidden sense of devotion
Loose like never before the break point of my life is bonded by chance
And seasons frail like crystal glass near to fall on a million, million spikes
A glass to fall on a million spikes
You′re my slave in your grave
Half my heart, a gift of purity
Half my heart, a deadly curse
Half will live in sweet obscurity
Half will take me to my hearse