Cry out in the middle of the night.
Stare into the darkness of your room...
Im sitten here wondering where you are day by day...
His breath warm against her neck,
Trying hard to resist the temptation...
There is a legend that I tell,
Of a creature born straight of hell...
Twins born
From each other torn...
The endless night has bound me now,
Before the sun i hide and cower...
Twas death not life
that took its form...
Shadow, you are my mistress.
Death will fall, death will fall...
Waiting in the moonlight
Tears rain down her cheeks...
Young hero, thrust himself into light
he'll take on evil for Prydain's fight...
This sword, fought over for years
it's led to war, suffering and tears...
I wish that she could see
What she really means to me...