The Amaranth

(альбом: Where Lovers Mourn - 2003)

Thou art a flower, growing into his soul
You light his silent path of night
Thy winds they blow for his love and shadows
He is praising the beauty of thee in a far away land
Thou art The Amaranth

Meeting, connecting
Wishing, hoping

Embracing, kissing
Loving, promising forever

Spending, fading
Crying, despising

Bleeding, screaming
Suffering, hating for love

Never I knew a heart could be so true
I dream to fly together forever with you
Our crimson souls would surrender their pain
Our tears would wash away the stains
It's so cold here without you

Within her, the essence of Night
Within her, beloved Venus shines

Fading away, the last sunray
(Fading away, the last sunray)
Autumn hath come to thy heart
(Autumn hath come to my heart)
Maybe the rain brings her to you
(But maybe the rain brings her to me)
So true and so dark, her beautiful soul forlorn
(So true and so dark, my flower)
She is The Amaranth

Will she rise in me?
Will I rise in her?

Will she rise in him?
Will he rise in her?