When Autumn Cries a Fiery Canticle Lyrics

Song	When Autumn Cries a Fiery Canticle
Artist	Profetus
Album	...To Open The Passages In Dusk
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	Beholding in Sorrow
	the Sleeper meets kingly torment
	Suffocating into the woe of stars
	He remembers the years pass

	And what is left of dying flame of retribution"


	It´ s then, when the last autumn cries a fiery canticle
	And hums through the trees in the wake of death
	As a last journey of mesmerized night-wind
	Yearning to leave this earth


	"Dethroned and forgotten,
	He sees no suffering rest
	In his temple, now relinquishing from the soil
	Deep in his wounds of starlight
	The nights are still silver"


	Death, so heavy on his shoulders
	the dreams too old inside
	Now severed out from his chest
	into a sky-shaped stone for a blackened soul

	Once more gazing over shoreless white purity
	A perfect vision lamented by his hands
	His bleeding eyes thrown to the godless glare
	Where creation is still silence

	Abandoned lies his tower of solemn grace
	Like the thousand years engraved to its walls
	Where his cries circle, never to reach the chambers of gold
	Hopelessly, as all seasons die

	Beholding in Sorrow
	the Sleeper meets kingly torment
	Suffocating into the woe of stars
	He remembers the years pass

	And what is left of dying flame of retribution"


	It s then, when the last autumn cries a fiery canticle
	And hums through the trees in the wake of death
	As a last journey of mesmerized nightwind
	Yearning to leave this earth


	" Dethroned and forgotten,
	He sees no suffering rest
	In his temple, now relinquishing from the soil
	Deep in his wounds of starlight
	The nights are still silver"


	Death, so heavy on his shoulders
	the dreams too old inside
	Now severed out from his chest
	into a skyshaped stone for a blackened soul

	Once more gazing over shoreless white purity
	A perfect vision lamented by his hands
	His bleeding eyes thrown to the godless glare
	Where creation is still silence

	Abandoned lies his tower of solemn grace
	Like the thousand years engraved to its walls
	Where his cries circle, never to reach the chambers of gold
	Hopelessly, as all seasons die

	Beholding in Sorrow
	the Sleeper meets kingly torment
	Suffocating into the woe of stars
	He remembers the years pass

	And what is left of dying flame of retribution"


	It s then, when the last autumn cries a fiery canticle
	And hums through the trees in the wake of death
	As a last journey of mesmerized nightwind
	Yearning to leave this earth


	" Dethroned and forgotten,
	He sees no suffering rest
	In his temple, now relinquishing from the soil
	Deep in his wounds of starlight
	The nights are still silver"


	Death, so heavy on his shoulders
	the dreams too old inside
	Now severed out from his chest
	into a skyshaped stone for a blackened soul

	Once more gazing over shoreless white purity
	A perfect vision lamented by his hands
	His bleeding eyes thrown to the godless glare
	Where creation is still silence

	Abandoned lies his tower of solemn grace
	Like the thousand years engraved to its walls
	Where his cries circle, never to reach the chambers of gold
	Hopelessly, as all seasons die

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