To Swarm Deserted Away letra

I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...

Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.

Ved Buens Ende - Letras

• A Mask In The Mirror
• Autumn Leaves
• Carrier Of Wounds
• Coiled In Wings
• Den Skaldte
• I Sang For The Swans
• It's Magic
• Rememberance Of Things Past
• The Plunderer
• Those Who Caress The Pale
• To Swarm Deserted Away
• You, That May Wither