Darkseed - Lysander lyrics

Lyrics: Hertrich

Neglect me, lose me

only give me leave,

unworthy as I am

to follow Your grief

Therefore the moon,

the governess of floods,

pale in her anger

washes all the air

Fall in the fresh lap

of the crimson rose

The human mortals want

their winter cheer

Love takes the meaning

in love's conference

So that but one heart

we can make of it

The stary welking

covers You anon

with dropping fog

as black as acheron

Thorny anger, be not seen,

come not near our fairy-queen

For night's swift dragons

cut the clouds

I tary for the comfort of the day

Fair love, I see, I forgot our way

Stand still, You ever moving spheres,

in misery noone will here

And they shoot chillness to my heart

I can't break the midnight sigh