Elizabeth I, II, III (Mirror, Mirror; Requiem for Innocent; Fall from Grace) (исполнитель: Kamelot)
mirror can you tell me how to stay forever young let me know the secret I will hold my twisted tongue please protect my beauty velvet skin so pure and white hear my name resounding like a hymn at dead of night once I [bad word] a servant she's a virgin free from sin drops of blood caressed me and refined my aging skin could this be the answer [bad word] carmine red voices keep resounding in my dazed bewildered head have I found myself eternity someone has heard my prayers now I'll [bad word] divine have I found myself divinity I'm no longer a slave to the vicious hands of time mother can you hold me one more time again whisper "I still love you? in my ear mother did you lie would you tell me why there is something deeper that I fear justify the malice I portray daggers in the darkness find your way when the moon is full and piercing bright drench me with your innocence tonight don't you want to die walk beside me evermore don't you feel alive like you've never felt before visions of the future unprofound and blurred I have passed the point of no return justify the malice I portray let me keep my beauty one more day when the moon is full and piercing bright drench me with your innocence tonight don't you want to die walk beside me evermore don't you feel alive like you've never felt before don't you want to die souls transcending, silver shine don't you feel alive your blood preserves my place in time breathe in deep smell these halls of hate carve your name into these walls before it is too late cold and twisted they resisted what was I to do all I ever wanted was a fraction of the [bad word] walking in the shadows of my blackened mind lost inside this shallow vanity of time what if there's a God a [bad word] and heaven fire is the torment I must face dying by the souls I have forsaken no one's going to catch my fall from grace (bleed on me) watch me from your cage as I rejoin my painful prime (suffer and exhale) you and I are relics we provoke and we recline walking in the shadows of my blackened mind angels crave my sorrow sorrow they will find what if there's a God a [bad word] and heaven fire is the torment I must face dying by the souls I have forsaken no one's going to catch my fall from grace walking in the shadows of my blackened mind angels crave my sorrow sorrow they will find