Bella Morte - December Dreams lyrics

Turn away as the storm draws near Hear the thunder's distant cry Taste the air to find a trace of yesterday Falling under waves of time Her twilight eyes turn the night sky red Timeless words cannot fade Though our skies grow grey Haunted winds speak of fallen homes Painted eyes leave a tear In her heart I place a promise that shall live Amongst December's fondest dreams To never find this life again To never find our way