Texty: Tristania. Widow's Weeds. Angellore.

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When summer's gone flee my angel
Winterwinds they might lead you far away
Beyond the pale horizon, a greaven silence
Over dreams to my heart yet not remain

[Vibeke] Oh please believe
It's in her eyes
[Vibeke] It is inside
It's in my heart, the same relation from which
I once led astray
[Vibeke] Oh please believe
It's in her eyes
[Vibeke] It is inside
It's in my heart, the same delightful place
I once felt in you

Angellore revered at dusk
For thee I rose, now descend all alone
Rise for me, soothe my heart
So wide a sea, may I overcome

[Spoken] Into the night strays an angel
So lost and tearful all astray

Into the night strays an angel
So lost an d tearful all astray
Lo where's the pale horizon
Oh where is dyingness
You reach for me beyond so wide a sea

[Vibeke] Oh please believe
It's in her eyes
[Vibeke] It is inside
It's in my heart, the same desire
I feel burning in me
[Vibeke] Oh please believe
It's in her eyes
[Vibeke] It is inside
It's in my heart, the same desire from
The empty pain within

Rise for me, soothe my heart
So wide a sea, may I overcome

[Vibeke] Deep as the sea, wailing secrecies are burning in me
For a dream I once desired
I bequeth my sorrow and I regret to thee
Cannot cross that wide a sea

Angellore revered at dusk
For thee I rose, now descend all alone
Rise for me, soothe my heart
So wide a sea, may I overcome