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• Artiste: 4th Dimension
• Titre: Consigned To The Wind
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I’ll never dispel the shadows between us, God He knows how long I’ve tried I soothed my thirst for vengeance, forgiveness touched my bitter lips, But still I faced only pain and sorrow… Sad past, its shade lingers on, I’ve fought and lied, yet it’s thee I love… Hear the tale, flying on the wings of fate, a poem unfolding we’ve left incomplete Frost Flower, can’t you see… We had time, but we lost ourselves, time, time when we could grow divine To defy Heaven’s blessing’s a sin, consigned to the wind… Seasons have passed, the circle’s been closed now, Awkward silence in coldness reigns Rage of the fools did rule us, searing words as fiery blades, Plunging deep to the core… Two wastelands of half-healed wounds, the aftermath due No glory, to bitter shame we’re subdued… On a winter’s night, by the diamond moon, eyes would meet, Chance stirred anew In the coldest hour we stood still, souls aflame, one Fate to fulfill Though distant, those memories they won’t fade… Concealed in my heart, yet their flicker remains… Hear the tale, flying on the wings of fate, a poem unfolding we might yet complete Frost Flower, can’t you see… There’s no time, time it’s here, time, time for you to be mine One word, our circle will bleed, consigned to the wind… On that winter’s night, bright Herald of Doom, by her light I’ve pledged life to you In the midnight hour, kneeling still, truthful tears, a promise thus sealed Not even a shade in your heart will remain… Hear the tale, flying on the wings of fate, a poem unfolding we’ll never complete Frost Flower, can’t you see… That in time you’ll regret the time, time when you could have been mine One’s fault, my heart is released… Frost Flower, can’t you see… That in time you’ll regret the time, time when you could have been mine Our love, dawn of a dream, we’ve consigned to the wind… Consigned to the wind