Heartbound Eve - Mandragora Scream

Crept into their lair…

A pale gaze, a shivering embrace

And suddenly, the stake… the end…

Vesmiah and Tyll

Under the shroud, no aristocrat’s crown

Once the torment of death was unleashed

Upon the herald of their fate

The word love will lie

Lie to be born again, so I pray

On the pages of another autumn tale

Under the shroud, no aristocrat’s crown

«Words are born within the sleepwalking whispers»

«They live in the satin rivers or unbridled winds»

«And die by the scarred silence in the cruellest wasteland…»

«Until the leaves rise again and the moon…»

«And the moon looms over our dreams, when finally this autumn tale summons our

hearts, bound to the mist… bound to the word love.»