Gravenimage

El tiempo pasa, las puertas y ventanas se cierran. Los capítulos comienzan a terminarse y la soledad comienza a ser algo natural. Cada recuerdo empieza a quedar grabado en la memoria y el corazón. Cada latido es más lento, más reposado. La bestia bebió de la sangre del último y el caballero llego en el amanecer de un nuevo día.

Es el final del camino, es la entrada en el claro, es el último sacrificio, es el génesis, es el final de la tormenta, el comienzo del nuevo viaje.

Gravenimage
(Winterheart's Guild - Sonata Arctica)

We met that night, when the sea ran high.
And I craved for more of that near-love experience.
Those who the music hath then joined together, are now put asunder....

Remember me, when I lit the fire.
To keep us warm.
On a cold winter morning. Now I pass through the moment.
Can I still recognize a beautiful melody...

I play a note, but hear no sound. Have I lost my love or the wings I found.
When I was young,,,
...and eager to please anyone who had time...

Needed to sing, the very notes I heard.
Had to stay in the shadows and seek for the loneliness.
Nevertheless, the price was higher than I had realized.
I was to live alone, ready to make the sacrifice.
Was I in love with you...

My old heart, little harder again. Once the light goes out, everything ends.
It is time...ready to cause a scene, ready to make the sacrifice.
Ready to play the note, ready to end the final show.
The only thing I know.

The pain is here. To stay I fear. In my eyes. I can change one note and make you cry.
In this state of mind. Silence is a crime.

How can life be so feigned and cold. I've answered the call of every melody, lovingly.
Did I find the answers to all my questions.

Or a gravenimage of me...

If I found the hidden fountain. Drank the wisdom from its deep.
Would I have the time to save me. Would I have them both to keep.