Signs Of Darkness - Winters Dying Day lyrics

This beauty unfolds, before generations grow old On that mist turns into mourns, to create this well known ancient lore Until my dying day, winters dying day And the mist separates the clouds from the grieving land The trees, this landscape claiming the snow to forget the battles fought You are the silent whisper, the silent voice calling to come in winter For I grasped the key to this portal in front of me Dimensions far from here, I seek I'll find To forget the battles fought Until my dying day, winters dying day This beauty unfolds, before generations grow old On that day mists turns into mourns, to create this well known ancient lore