The Dawning Lyrics - Bella Morte

The book is found, the pages read 

As times fallen and forgotten rise 

And I stand alone with dread 

Impending doom is whispered in the fog 

I watch and wait with fearful heart 

To see the dark ones take my hand 

Within this place the mirrors mock and laugh 

As one by one they fall to Ash 

It seems the dawn shall never set 

With rusted blade I sever those I've loved 

To stand a martyr bathed in blood 

To find an age unknown to me 

Into my world a spirit wakes 

Screaming from the walls and glass 

And in the pages morning stirs 

Seemingly a hope is born 

And from the sky a warrior falls 

Weary with remorse and death 

To rise and fall