Marko Hietala - I Dream
текст песни

I am a wraith, I’m a slayer,
and I have no one left to slay
I am at the end of the road,
A road that led me astray
Your life should not be wasted,
If you’re not ready to die yet
Until the soil falls upon you,
You shouldn’t meet your death
The ghosts and wounds become one, longing to be whole
In the slow fade to black of a lost soul
If I had one I would gladly
Cut my heart out
But I can only dream on
The tide that swelled in my veins has gone dry with sand and rust
The salt and the heat of skin replaced by the kiss of dust
Below the rock it grows colder
And colder still is the night sky
My hopes go up
Against the black space
Defiant little moths. They die
The wounds and ghosts
Become one in scars numb and old
There’s no fiery deep nor gates of gold
I am the one
whose teeth I’d like to kick out
But I can only dream on
My bones drying up, lying numb to pain, they’ll try to move in vain
No feasts or songs for a mouth
That’s rotting away
Why do I see the moon shining
Right through me?
Cold white moon
Bone white moon
I just wait for
All these memories to fade out