Dark Gift Satyrian

We are like mourners when they stand and cry

At open grave in wind and rain

Yes

It is death

But you shall rise again

Your sun return to this benighted sky

I plunge in flood and flame

Suffer every shame and blame

What ear would hear me if I cried

What could I do to stand the tide

Darkness pressed the shimmering veil

To the black it starts to rend

I am not called upon to be

The dark gift

Your heart that cannot lie

Your love is chained

You greedful soul

Love with us won't grief no more

New life will come as your tears will dry

I plunge in flood and flame

Suffer every shame and blame

What ear would hear me if I cried

What could I do to stand the tide

Darkness pressed the shimmering veil

To the black it starts to rend

I am not called upon to be

The dark gift

Hush my child and come along

Where the stars are velvet soft

Hush my child and come along

Where the stars are velvet soft

Darkness pressed the shimmering veil

To the black it starts to rend

I am not called upon to be

Darkness pressed the shimmering veil

To the black it starts to rend

I am not called upon to be

The dark gift