The Room Of Paintings letra

I dream of thee
In these dreams
You lie dead before my feet
Outside, the winter night
Cold dismal sight
As the harvest moon paints our guise
Somewhere…
Somehow…
In time…
There's a killer on the loose
In the room of paintings
In the dead moonlight
Then I awake to this sight
There's no horror no fright
Just an omen of the
Forthcoming demise
So many nights
Long pineland winters passed
So many nights
Since I've heard the sea of june

Dawn Of Relic - Letras

• Birth
• Bowels Of Murder
• Dormant From Kiasmagoria
• Fimbulvetr
• It Dragged Her To Dark
• Just a River
• Kadath Opened
• Masquerade Of Sickness (the Eve Of Reckoning)
• Nemesis
• Night On Earth
• Oceans
• Part Iii: Nether Seas Boiling
• Phantasm And Evenfall
• Phosphor
• Scions Of The Blackened Soil
• September & The One
• Serpent Tongues
• Sinbred City
• Snowfall
• The Awakening
• The Last Dance Of Sarnath
• The Room Of Paintings
• The Wail Of The Tartarean Wells
• Throes Matrix
• Watchtower Son (lemurian Guard)
• When Aldebaran Is Visible
• Wrathcast