Thalarion - Towards The Obscure Slumberland lyrics

Welcome ... to the land of shallow sleep Where statues are screaming And hollow trees are crying Where the wind can speak And all the things beyond belief are real But still: there's much more to imagine ... Before I lay my words upon you Before the Greatest Mountain speaks Before I make your mind burning Before my thoughts turn to wings Forget the world you live within Forget the poor race of human Unfold your wings and realize This trip will be for eternity I found the key to the realm unknown Where horses fly and angels are black Things far more precious than all what you know Majestic treasures yet to be unveiled Yeah - the stone-cold knife is my dearest friend Yeah - my inmost feeling is misanthropy You hold the key to the realm obscure And feel the breath of burning star Shut your eyes while there's yet time And hear the music of the yesterworld Yeah - the stone-cold knife is my dearest friend Yeah - my inmost feeling is misanthropy I have seen the things that No words can verbalize The night after the night Once again I shut my eyes I fly for the very last time Over the fields of life Towards my slumberland The precious land of suicide