Darkseed - A Dream Recalled On Waking lyrics

...and after a many summer dies the swan It withers slowly in thine arms All night long amorous anthems sung It's tears on your cheek, history of the fall Sweet is the breath of night With charm of earliest birds Close over us, the silver star, thy guide Dying embers, our only light But see the many-coloured prime retired to rest Thy loud-tongued blood demands supplies Honour and beauty are but dreams Big alike with wounds and dart Like fiery dews that melt The swan's soul into boughs does glide Flaming swords forbiddeth, they banish me from you Remembrance of a bitter loss Ruined love, when it's built anew, grows fairer, More strong, far greater While glory crowns so many hatreds crest Waking, thou wert in thy nakedness ...and after a many summer dies the swan