Birds of Dawn

Rain the rains of a lost angel's day
Her face washed over and over, again and again;
Tears of sadness, tears of pain coloured red;
Our love dissolved by lacerating drops of insanity

Our unity, creating universes:
An opened circle, broken symbol
The rains of Saturn are falling in my heart
As tears of melancholy breed infinite dreams
And the watery star pours its light into me

The melopoea of the birds
Musical death of paradise
Altered the moving of the spheres
The magic of their voices awakens
The nostalgia of a place out of reach
We visioned in a dream
But the dark is drawing in their beauty
And for them I would steal the light
From the glorious fountain of day...

Were I to be what I longed to be

Under a crimson sky
I open my wounds, I am the chalice
I offer up the ruby wine of the Sun
And golden dust studs my mystical face
Drain me to the dregs, you, Keepers of Truth
You, Guardians of Beauty!

The birds of dawn cry the departure of light
(the anthem of a fading sun)

The swans, weeping on the lake, glide in harmony
With the swaying of the sinful waves
Fly the doves, bewitched by the fragrance of my thoughts
For I am the sea of dreary tears
And not the foam seeking shelter on heavenly shores

As the birds vanish and pervade the azure pure
They hide the sun with their enshadowed wings

Dolorem nostram tulit
All my crying, the fears, the grieves, the pains
Supplicium nostrum fert
The hurting tears on the shores of time
Dolorem nostram tulit
The flowers of mercy they have given to me
Supplicium nostrum fert
Cannot satisfy all my sorrow and pain

Ab omnibus despectus
Aeterno repudiatus
Es angelus curarum
Tristitia adfectus
Fers luctum atque curam

The birds of dawn

Their chant resounds in me
As howling voices echoed under a vault
In the cathedral of sorrows and mysteries
Their death has built within my self

The birds of dawn