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It's been a long and faithful mourning

A silent devotion to an absent goddess

Lady Death had taken all of her

But a golden hair braid glowing like a star in my night !

Then suddenly I saw Her,

She was her living portray

Am I betrayed by a miracle

A treacherous meeting in the mist ?

Now when I look at the relic

The new face erases the one that passed away

A spell of resemblance had laid its bitter trap

Behold my curse, my fall

Will I expel her ?

How can I bring her back ?

I lost my mind walking in the misty hours

Feel the obsession

Feed the illusion

Her smile is etched in fog

Do I remember ?

Is it a daydream ?

The beloved one has died again

In the moment she rose from the grave

As if etched in fog

( You don't love her but a lure

Concealing the Mystery of Death)

(-Solo Sylvain-)

I feel it coming - the day of retribution,

Bell tolls, through the haze, strike my soul

I hear the procession chanting

Oh God, will you forgive me ?

I must expel her

I must send her back

I lost my mind walking in the misty hours

Feel the illusion

Feed the obsession

That's been etched in fog

Now I remember

Is it a nightmare ?

The beloved one has never resurrected !

A blaze of anger is burning bright

A golden braid

Around her neck