Rosetta Stone
Rosetta Stone
Rosetta Stone
Rosetta Stone
Rosetta Stone
Rosetta Stone
Rosetta Stone
Rosetta Stone
Rosetta Stone
Rosetta Stone
Rosetta Stone
Rosetta Stone
Rosetta Stone
Rosetta Stone
Rosetta Stone
Rosetta Stone
In Greek mythology, the Cimmerian people lived in a permanently dark and misty area near the land of the dead, and Cimmerian itself is an adjective to mean dark and gloomy.
Will it stand the test of time
Her falling out of reach
She masks her eyes from this
Her soul for us to keep
In between us
In a haven
The colours she wears
Twists my skin
See her face
The devil she calls me
In this madness, lets me in
I'm calling
I cry
I'm falling
I try
Cimmerian bring me down
To crave for sacred ground
Cimmerian spirit heals
Shatter life and conceal
In between us
In a haven
The colours she wears
Twists my skin
See her face
The devil shе calls me
In this madness, lets mе in
I'm calling
I cry
I'm falling
I try
Now I'm here
And reality cuts my mind
To all that falls before me
The devil knows what form to take
To present this taste
A taste that haunts me
If you should stop to think it's poisoned
All these thoughts I had for you
And the antidote lies deep inside
This heart that's masked well out of view
I'm calling
I cry
I'm falling
I try
Cimmerian bring me down
To crave for sacred ground
Cimmerian spirit heals
Shatter life and conceal
This
In between us
In a haven
The colours she wears
Twists my skin
See her face
The devil she calls me
In this madness, lets me in
I'm calling
I cry
I'm falling
I try
I'm calling
I cry
I'm falling
I try
Cimmerian bring me down
To crave for sacred ground
Cimmerian spirit heals
Shatter life and conceal
Cimmerian, Cimmerian, Cimmerian
Cimmerian