Insomnium
Songs of the Dusk
1. Flowers of the Night
Wondrous gleam of the summer night
Sneaks in through the window pane
I hear a cuckoo's calling
As I lay by her side
By the grace of the one true God
By the providence of Christ
I have found the golden maiden
I have found the fairest one
I will fold her into my arms
I will wipe away her tears
I will keep her safe from all the harm
(Forevermore)
The flowers of the night
Only open up to the dark
I hear them whispering
As I lay by her side
How did I deserve this mirth?
How did I deserve this bliss?
Hallowed glow will shine upon her brow
(Forevermore)
But the colder winds will rise
And the autumn gloom awaits
For the seed inside won't grow
No child is on the way
The winter of despair
And the silence of the nights
Slowly will take their toll
Slowly will freeze our hearts
With tears in her eyes
She repeats the mother's words;
Even the hounds will bark
When such a thing is near
Salt-ridden is this soil
And shriveled is the womb
A stain on our good name
(Forevermore)
The flowers of the night
Only open up to the dark
I hear them whispering
As I lay by her side
By the grace of the one true God
By the providence of Christ
Have I found the golden maiden?
Have I found the fairest one?
I will fold her into my arms
I will wipe away her tears
I will keep her safe from all the harm
(Forevermore)
2. Stained in Red
Far in the distance
Far behind the trees
Baying of the hounds
Howl of the beasts
Pallid is the break of the dawn
Gales have run their course
Wading through knee-deep snow
Dim are the stars above
Hearken to the call now
Listen to the howls
Hearken to the wail now
Listen to the winds
Following the wolf's tracks
Following the trails
Rushing through the thickets
Rushing through the woods
Behind every fir-tree
Behind every rock
Behind every snowdrift
The shadows watching me
There at the brink of the rapids
There at the edge of the ravine
Pale figure standing in he mist
Pale figure stained in red
Hearken to the call now
Listen to the howls
Hearken to the wail now
Listen to the winds
At the end of my path
Disbelief and doubt
At the end of my trek
The best now awaits
There at the end of the trail
She tells of the bygone years
Fork of the twilight paths
Wolves in human guise
She tells of the unrest inside
The longing burrowed in the soul
The yearning and the flame
The love that was not meant to be
Hearken to the call now
Listen to the howls
Hearken to the wail now
Listen to the winds
At the end of my path
The wonder and the fear
At the end of my trek
The truth is now revealed
3. Song of the Dusk
Through the darkling woods and marshes
Through the soothing twilight
Far away from hateful pastors
Far away from bloodhounds
No scorn or greed here
No swords or gallows
No leash around my neck
No whips to tear my flesh
We roam the twilight
We roam the night
We stalk in the shadows deep and dark
We hunt on the long-forgotten paths
Through the glades and gloomy thickets
Through the misty quagmires
Through the hidden trails that take us home
Where the church bells never toll
Where the huntsmen never tread
No scorn or greed here
No swords or gallows
No leash around my neck
No whips to tear my flesh
We stalk in the shadows deep and dark
We hunt on the long-forgotten paths
I will never kneel down
I will never serve the cross
I will never wear the chains
I choose to walk in shades
Hearken now, to the song of dusk
The forest venerates your name
Hearken now, to the laud in wind
The woods will bow before you
Hear me now, my child of the dusk
Forest venerates your name
Hear me now, my child of two worlds
The woods will bow before you
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