Spirits From The Iced Garden

Tears falling from the edge of sky…
Built statues, all the artists cry…
Eternally trapped into the void…
All the spirits will unfold their voices…

Chalice of death is tempting in sin…
Gathering souls it holds within…
Crusher of spirits takes them down…
…As they enter the realms of his bounds…

Temptation forces me…
…To climb these walls,
But the gardens were still when I fell

Under my feet something is melting…
I'm too real for standing in here…
I close my eyes

Spirits tried to help me, it's too late…
I forced my nature to an icy stage…

Now, I can hear silent voices' call…
Here, where night never falls…

Frozen lies adorn the garden
Wicked statues on the shrine
Snow keeps falling from the sky
A frozen sun shining behind
The curtains fall inside my soul
The stage is empty… can I go?

Can touch no statue or flowers
The curse of spirits will follow…
In my last minutes … I saw them all
Dead iced bodies… underground

Near the sun and above the garden…
The artists lie on an iced Eden…