Velvet Thorns (of Drynwhyl) Lyrics - Katatonia

Ten Strings of Darkness on a Violin Sad 

I watch the Mountains where the Frost begins 

The Northern Storm is Guiding me 

To the Forest 

Silently the Nightbirds fly 

Their last scream my eternal Dirge 

Under the Fullmoon a Funeral 

In the Forest 

Still I walk with open wounds but the Third is now 

rising 

Through the ashes of a Dying Love a new soul is born 

I watch the feathers like Snow in the Winter 

The Angels that fell, splendid to rape 

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Tall are the shadows that dance before me 

as they 

Shows the way to the Dawn 

An Autumn forest that never reach 

Condemned to Sorrow 

Chasing the Wind / Like a Spirit fly 

Through the Autumn trees / Towards the Sky 

Hoofs are pounding / In the clouds above 

The Chariot of Sorrow / Watch me die 

Hear the Violin / So sad and blackened 

Like a Breeze / The songs of Drynhwyl 

Chasing the wind / Like my spirit die 

Dreaming of the Queen / The queen of roses 

Now they die, Pure Sorrow flow 

My Souls Funeral, Too close to the End 

Now they Die, Purest blood pours 

Forever Die, but I must... 

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I must Die 

Through the Sky 

And the Forest 

Follow the Wind, go North my Child 

to the purest of Winters 

Go to the Forest that never Ends 

There you'll find your fate 

And to the North I rode, on the coldest of winds 

I watched the Mountains where the frost begun 

Where no Angels ever dare to tread 

Where Death is all mine 

At last I found the Throne of Bereavement 

Grim and bleak raised to the Sky 

The Velvet Thorns of Drynhwyl are mine 

and so are death and sadness 

See... 

My final Sacrfice 

In the trees you will hear my voice 

ever calling ever falling 

Darkness in front of our eyes 

A darkened circle you've made 

As you leave darkness and I have to stay 

Ten Strings of Darkness on a Violin Sad 

Flowing tunes on Autumn Funeral 

Ashes spread in the Northern Storm 

I can fly