Cold as the whispers
Of a thousand cursed winds
Here came the snow
And the Winter Masquerade...
Icy peaks and darkened skies
Realms of wonder
Dreaming in decadence
Damned by their past
And their fallen majesty
Hear the sound of horns
Their ships and their gods
Brought back to life
The time has come for their rebirth
Through magic haze...
The Winter Masquerade
After aeons of oblivion
Seeking lost days of glory
Careless of anyone's regret
Their march is fierce and ghastly
Mirrors of our own sins
Their reflection freezes the holy scenery
But all happens in a blink of an eye,
One more...and they're gone
The time has come for their rebirth
Through magic haze...
The Winter Masquerade
And they're gone, one more
Mingling with the shaky horizon
And you're left wondering if they were real
Or one more picture of your
Collection of visions
The time has come for their rebirth
Through magic haze...
The Winter Masquerade