Tristania – My Lost Lenore
For thy promise bewailed
by her raveneyes
by her beauty and a scarlet sunrise
May thy river bury her silvertears
A fallen angel… enshrined in moonlit seas
Leaving vitality
so serene breeds my darkness
Entreating winterwinds
though I leave… I embrace thee
Winternight
conceal thy precious angellore
I secrete my soul
under thy wings of sorrow
Dark I embrace thy eyes
wander lost on life’s narrow path
I reveal my heart
to this beauty dressed in dark
…dressed in dark
Grieving raveneyes
falls asleep with the sunrise
Delightful midsummer breeze
though I leave… I await thee
Winternight
conceal thy precious angellore
I secrete my soul
under thy wings of sorrow
Dark I embrace thy eyes
wander lost on life’s narrow path
I reveal my heart
to this beauty dressed in dark
Grant me thy last midsummer breeze
May thou ascend from endless sleep
… my desire
Dance me above thy moonli seas
Glance yearningly into the deep
a cold and weary night
Widwinternight
Descending me like flakes of snow
I embrace the cold
for a life that morrows
Dark I embrace thy heart
Wanderer lost beyond veils of dawn
I conceal thy loss
enthralled in life yett still I mourn
My lost Lenore…
Ivan Carlos é consultor especializado em tecnologia e segurança da informação, gestão de riscos e continuidade de negócios. Especialista em engenharia social e beta tester pela Microsoft Connect entre outros projetos, também escreve para alguns sites de tecnologia e desenvolve estudos diversos de bioquímica, crenças, neurociências e comportamento.