Ved Buens Ende Lyrics
Written In Waters

Carrier Of Wounds I slumber throught my years, like the desert moves with the wind. Frozen and flickering, the lustful...
Coiled In Wings A shelter for me in the storm, to faint, and see ravens fly. I am the one worthy, to carry those bor...
Den Skaldte Listen, hear my demons dance after a view and a fallen star, they gather. Look, see my demons gleam...
I Sang For The Swans ....went away with my fathers, to gather the fallen. To return with the wisdom of the kings.... Let ...
It's Magic Admire it in its sleep. Wounded, and embraced by dreams. Whatever wanders in these depths, it shall ...
Remembrance Of Things Past This sweetness that surrounded us, and bled with us... We touched it, and it smelt far worse than we...
To Swarm Deserted Away I swarm deserted away, like glass... Warm, and as fevers, I am as flame. I am death... For I, I weav...
You, That May Wither A distant cry... From what I perished for? No.... It was born... The winterburden. I bled its tears ...
Those Who Caress The Pale
A Mask In The Mirror
Carry me and throw me, into the waters that kept
you and yours alive.
.....and if that was fear........
The Carrier Of Wounds I slumber throught my years. Like the desert moves with the wind. Frozen and flickering, the lustful...
The Plunderer The dust the Dreamking and I. Kept restrained like the flesh between the ribbons. We did what the su...
Those Who Caress The Pale Strange how mysteriousness bound us and drags us through these dark times Strange how the twilight ...
You That May Wither A distant cry..... From whom I perished for? No..... You are born..... .....the winterburden I bled...
The Carrier Of Wounds I slumber throught my years. Like the desert moves with the wind. Frozen and flickering, the lustful...
The Plunderer The dust the Dreamking and I. Kept restrained like the flesh between the ribbons. We did what the su...
Those Who Caress The Pale Strange how mysteriousness bound us and drags us through these dark times Strange how the twilight ...
You That May Wither A distant cry..... From whom I perished for? No..... You are born..... .....the winterburden I bled...