Wandering Cirith Gorgor - Cirith Gorgor

Six roses of damnation

Thorns of oblivion, dreams unfold

Stars enlighten a darkened sky

Like reminders of ancient stories, still untold

As shadows dance through the landscape

The dreamy spires now grow bold

Like statues of gods once fighting autumn wars

The remains shaped in purest gold

Silver is the eye that sees it all

Reflecting its light on marbled stone

The beauty of night oppresses his thoughts

At once an eclipse darkens the halls

He wanders beyond the gates to their kingdom

Through cemetaries of dismal dreams and misery

The snow-covered mountains, so dark and cold

Lay hidden in the silence of a deathlike eternity

The smell of passion and gloomy romanticism

Laying over the dusk-filled gardens:

Gardens drenched in the colours of temptation

But hidden in the music of the dead

The wanderer goes on and on

His kingdom will never be theirs, never

In bittersweet desire, grim and everlasting

Through all times he wanders, alone and forever…

Wandering Cirith Gorgor

Walking the path to Gorgoroth

Wandering Cirith Gorgor

Walking the path of the dead