Instrumental intro] [Dark] [Cinematic Piano] [Deep Heavy Bass] [Slow] [Solo Cello - Deep, Weeping and Melancholic] [Verse 1] [Ethereal Voice] [Haunting] [Soft Cello] Speak to me now for the very last time, Of things that have failed, of the hills we won't climb. Speak to me now for the very last time, Let's bury the anger, the lies and the crime. Under the light of the sad rosy Moon, Let everyone scatter their hopes in the gloom. We don't need these shadows, we don't need this ghost, In the grave where the bones of our love pay the cost. [Chorus] [Maximum Power] [Heavy Distorted Guitars] [Screaming Cello] The last bitter drop of this poisonous wine, We drink to the end where the stars don't align. We bury our dreams in the silvery dust, To kill every bloom and to break every trust. We stand on the shards of the mirrors we've torn, This final goodbye is the one we have sworn. [Verse 2] [Whispery] [Ghostly Echo] [Pizzicato Cello] Speak to me now for at least one more hour, Say what you couldn't when love was in flower. Don't turn away from my eyes burning bright, Where seeds of regret are still seeking the light. Let us forget what was never our own, And what was our own — let it stay unknown. The Moon is like wine that is watered and thin, It drowns all the sorrow and washes the sin. [Chorus] [Maximum Power] [Doom Rock Style] [Distorted Cello Layers] The last bitter drop of this poisonous wine, The rosy Moon glows on the cup's empty line. We bury our dreams in the silvery dust, To kill every bloom and to break every trust. We stand on the shards of the mirrors we've torn, This final goodbye is the one we have sworn. [Bridge] [Distorted Whisper] [Industrial Noise] [Cello Tremolo] Hush... can you hear how the ghost of love moans? We're only shadows on cold paving stones. Feelings are buried, the light's turning black. My fragile "yes" is a "no" with no track. [Verse 3] [Emotional] [Climax] [Cello and Guitars Unison] And for the finish — we'll drink down the end, The poison that looks like the dew, my old friend. Since there is no way to return to the past — We'll fly to eternity, free at the last. [Outro] [Fade Out] [Melancholic Strings] [Cello Solo - Fading into Reverb] In the morning hour... Far away from love... To the rosy Moon... Forget everything... in eternal sleep... Aaaaaaaa... In eternal sleep... [End]
