מילים לשיר The Dying Illusion – Candlemass

From the bottom of the pit of nightmares she will comeA crooked finger points, a spell is cast, words can killa weaver of the web of tears, a daughter of the darkfrom the dungeons of insanity to haunt the wicked mind Oh, the moon is so cold see the grace of her presencedancing naked in the rain with eyes that cannot seeGiving you the poisoned apple, beauty or beastCalling demons that have not spoken ina thousand yearsold sad eyes of wisdom tell of dreams we can't reach When the moon is so cold when the air breathes of evil And the black skies will burn see her shadow is rising The dying illusion the loss of a friend please come back again The dying illusionThe hideous smile of the devils child will tease you to believea forbidding shape witch or virgin from the cradle of eternity to the fears of modern manFatal grace that blinds and binds, assaults and astounds When the moon is so cold when the air breathes of evil see her shadow is rising and the black skies will burn the loss of a friend The dying illusion The dying illusion please come back again.