Ancient Guardians of the Wood Whispers through the emerald leaves, Echoes of a time long gone, Shadows dance beneath the trees, To a melody softly sung. Ancient spirits guard this land, Roots that breathe and branches sway, Wisdom carved by nature's hand, In twilight’s golden ray. Oh, Guardians of the wood, Keepers of the earth and sky, In your presence, pure and good, Time stands still as ages fly. Under moonlit silver light, They gather where the rivers bend, Silent voices in the night, Guiding hearts they must defend. Hear the wind's enchanted song, Feel the earth beneath your feet, In their arms, we all belong, In their watch, souls softly meet. Oh, Guardians of the wood, Keepers of the earth and sky, In your presence, pure and good, Time stands still as ages fly. When the dawn begins to break, And shadows fade away, Know their spirits stay awake, In the forest's breath… they stay.

Dance of the Shadows Underneath the ancient boughs, Where moonlight softly gleams, Shadows twirl and bend their vows, In a world woven by dreams. Whispers echo on the breeze, Carving paths of silent grace, Figures glide among the trees, Masks of twilight on each face. Oh, dance of the shadows, Under moon's enchanted glow, Secrets only midnight knows, Where the wild spirits flow. Footsteps light as autumn leaves, Circles drawn in silver sand, Every breath the night conceives, Moves to music softly planned. Hear the rustling of the night, Feel the rhythm in the air, Lost between the dark and light, Shadows weave their ancient prayer. Oh, dance of the shadows, Under moon's enchanted glow, Secrets only midnight knows, Where the wild spirits flow. When dawn whispers them away, And shadows lose their flight, Their echo’s left to sway, In the heart of endless night.

Canto 1C - Intro a cappella part2 Gothic Metal At first in motion set those beauteous things; So were to me occasion of good hope, The variegated skin of that wild beast, The hour of time, and the delicious season; But not so much, that did not give me fear A lion’s aspect which appeared to me. He seemed as if against me he were coming With head uplifted, and with ravenous hunger, So that it seemed the air was afraid of him; And a she-wolf, that with all hungerings Seemed to be laden in her meagreness, And many folk has caused to live forlorn!

Ghost Town Empty streets, the echoes fade, Footsteps lost in yesterday. Neon signs still hum and glow, But no one's left to watch the show. Windows stare like hollow eyes, Dusty dreams and shattered lies. I call your name, but no one’s there, Just a whisper in the air. I'm stuck in a ghost town, No way in, no way out. Memories haunt me like a song, But everyone is gone. Paper hearts on crumbling walls, Promises that time dissolved. Once we danced under these lights, Now they flicker through the night. Windows stare like hollow eyes, Dusty dreams and shattered lies. I call your name, but no one’s there, Just a whisper in the air. I'm stuck in a ghost town, No way in, no way out. Memories haunt me like a song, But everyone is gone. If I leave, would it still stand? Or would the winds erase the land? Is it me who disappeared, Or was I never really here? Empty streets, the echoes fade, I'm just lost in yesterday. Neon signs still hum and glow, But I’ve got no place to go.

Burden of Sight I see the threads of fate unwind, Shadows dancing in my mind. Whispers call me through the night, Tales of sorrow wrapped in light. I hold the truth, but not the key, A voice that no one hears but me. Every word, a silent scream, A prophet lost inside a dream. Oh, the burden of sight, the weight of the stars, Knowing the end but trapped behind bars. I could save you, but I must stand still, Bound by the curse of the things I feel. I trace the lines upon your skin, Stories waiting to begin. But if I speak, the tides may break, And all I've loved, the world will take. I hold the truth, but not the key, A voice that no one hears but me. Every word, a silent scream, A prophet lost inside a dream. Oh, the burden of sight, the weight of the stars, Knowing the end but trapped behind bars. I could save you, but I must stand still, Bound by the curse of the things I feel. Would you believe me, if I let it slip? Would you curse me, or fall to the abyss? If fate is written, then what's left of me, But a silent witness to destiny? I see the threads of fate unwind, Shadows dancing in my mind. I could save you, but I must stand still, Bound by the curse of the things I feel.

Blood and Moonlight In the dead of night, she walks alone, Through silent streets, where the cold wind moans. A heart that beats, yet feels so hollow, A love forbidden, a fate so sorrowed. She sees him standing in silver glow, A mortal soul she longs to know. But how can she love when the hunger cries, When every touch could mean goodbye? Oh, blood and moonlight, cursed embrace, A love so deep, yet time won’t wait. She longs to hold him, yet fears the night, For shadows whisper, "You can't stay in the light." She tells herself to walk away, But he sees her eyes, and begs her to stay. A touch so warm, yet ice within, She fights the thirst, a war she can't win. He speaks of dreams, of love so true, Of days beneath a sky so blue. But she knows well, she can't pretend, For love like this can only end. Oh, blood and moonlight, cursed embrace, A love so deep, yet time won’t wait. She longs to hold him, yet fears the night, For shadows whisper, "You can't stay in the light." So she leaves before the dawn, A fleeting ghost, forever gone. No words, no trace, just silent cries, As morning glows in his mortal eyes. In the dead of night, she walks alone, Through endless time, forever torn. A love so brief, yet never dies, A whispered name in midnight skies.

Ethernal Goodbye Shadows whisper through the ages, Time moves on, but I remain. Every face, a fleeting moment, Every love, a ghost in rain. I hold their hands, I taste their breath, But mortal hearts still fade to death. No vow can bind, no chain can hold, I'm cursed to watch their stories fold. Oh, the years fall like the autumn leaves, One by one, they slip from me. A lonely soul in endless night, Crying out to the fading light. I've traced their names on frozen windows, Carved their words into the stone. But time erases every memory, And leaves me standing here alone. I kiss their lips, I taste their tears, Yet love can't last a thousand years. No hand to hold, no eyes to see, Just ghosts that whisper back to me. Oh, the years fall like the autumn leaves, One by one, they slip from me. A lonely soul in endless night, Crying out to the fading light. I curse the stars, I beg the moon, To let me rest, to take me soon. But fate just laughs and turns away, And I am left to watch decay. Shadows whisper through the ages, Time moves on, but I remain. Every love, a fleeting ember, Burning out, while I remain.

Acheron’s Lament The oar cuts deep through waters black, No way forward, no way back. The ferryman speaks, but I hear no sound, Only the echoes of life left drowned. A silver coin for a broken soul, Drifting slow where the lost ones go. No sun, no stars, no morning light, Only the hush of endless night. Oh, Acheron, carry me far, Through waves that whisper who we are. I reach for shore, but fade instead, A shadow bound among the dead. Reflections dance on waters cold, Memories flicker, then grow old. A lover’s voice, a mother's plea, All lost beneath this silent sea. No screams remain, no tears to weep, Just hollow hearts the river keeps. No turning back, no second breath, Only the arms of waiting death. Oh, Acheron, carry me far, Through waves that whisper who we are. I reach for shore, but fade instead, A shadow bound among the dead. If I could cry, would the river rise? Would it break the chains, would it cleanse the lies? But silence lingers, cold and wide, As I dissolve into the tide. The oar cuts deep through waters black, No way forward, no way back. No voice, no name, no prayers to send, Only the river… without end

Divine Comedy Inferno Opera Canto 1A Midway upon the journey of our life I found myself within a forest dark, For the straightforward pathway had been lost. Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say What was this forest savage, rough, and stern, Which in the very thought renews the fear. So bitter is it, death is little more; But of the good to treat, which there I found, Speak will I of the other things I saw there. I cannot well repeat how there I entered, So full was I of slumber at the moment In which I had abandoned the true way. But after I had reached a mountain’s foot, At that point where the valley terminated, Which had with consternation pierced my heart, Upward I looked, and I beheld its shoulders

Canto 1B Vested already with that planet’s rays Which leadeth others right by every road. Then was the fear a little quieted That in my heart’s lake had endured throughout The night, which I had passed so piteously And even as he, who, with distressful breath, Forth issued from the sea upon the shore, Turns to the water perilous and gazes; So did my soul, that still was fleeing onward, Turn itself back to re-behold the pass Which never yet a living person left. After my weary body I had rested, The way resumed I on the desert slope, So that the firm foot ever was the lower. And lo! almost where the ascent began, A panther light and swift exceedingly, Which with a spotted skin was covered o’er! And never moved she from before my face, Nay, rather did impede so much my way, That many times I to return had turned. The time was the beginning of the morning, And up the sun was mounting with those stars That with him were, what time the Love Divine