Sylvaine : Wistful

Atmospheric Black / Norway
(2016 - Season Of Mist)
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Letras


1. DELUSIONS

A state of mind, without pain
In this world of luminous dreams
Unaware of what the future brings
This world; the most serene thing

Visions bear impending salvation
Creating faith that will deceive
Reality, crueler than
Ever imagined
Our inner light to be bereaved

Innocence tainted
When touched by reality
Pure souls corrupted
A result of mortality


2. EARTHBOUND

Among the soul’s deep sorrowing
The soul mounts on wounded wings
To rise towards the light again
With hope of freedom from constraint

Blant sjelens dype sorger
Løftes den på sårede vinger
For å stige opp mot lyset igjen
For å dra hjem

To escape these deep sufferings
The soul mounts on wounded wings
Then, swiftly, falls back to the ground
No light to be found

To escape these deep sufferings
The soul mounts on wounded wings
Then, swiftly, falls back to the ground
Within this body, earthly bound


3. A GHOST TRAPPED IN LIMBO

Frailty on to the surface
Rising as my wish came true
The trial overshadowed
By the thought of having you
Yet alone in the dark, in the night
The ache within my soul uproars
Leaving me heavier than ever
Caught inside somber world

Will the ache ever ease up
Is my soul beyond redemption
Left to walk the dark forlorn
From here to eternity
Sometimes I feel so alone
Like no one can see or feel
As a ghost trapped in limbo
The only one haunted is me


4. SAUDADE

Amid dusk and dawn
The veil is lucid
Memories of the past unfold
Waiting, bring me home

Swaying with the embrace
Of the wind untamed
Purifies my soul, waiting
To be brought back home


5. IN THE WAKE OF MOMENTS PASSED BY

The continuing quest to escape
The drudgery of everyday life
Frustration roars, building up inside
Leaving me in the wake of days passing by

Screams audible through out the nights
Moon turns into sun, and back all over again
Solicitude uprising, the apprehension inside
Leaving me in the wake of moments passed by

Missed opportunity
Time gone to waste
The point of no return
Relentlessly misplaced
False promises of redemption
Once more unsaved
Restrained, letting go of reason
Spiritually enslaved


6. LIKE A MOTH TO A FLAME

To admit and let go
No longer in control

Erasing the faults
Remaining from the past
No reason to debate
The instance has passed

Know not why this pain
Has been dealt me over again
Like a moth to a flame
I surrender all the same
All the same


7. WISTFUL

(Instrumental)



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