Testi:
Aerium The Song For The Dead King

pass insensibly. And under the striking Of Midnight Tower clock I'm able to hear what you say me. Seeking for a shadow don't stay on under the sun. Waiting for

all the gold to steel Every time we hear your anthem, we can't keep ourselves in hand We're dommed to wait for your coming, oh, king of our homeland

My lonely boat fluently drifts on the light waves I'm trying to foretell where I will land. I guess I'll never see the end of this fantasy If I ever

From night to night I fell into a reverie - Hiding from reality dreaming her life away. From day to day oblivion relieves my misery - Wishing to make up for