The Oracle - Astralion

Deep in a trance

Speaking in tongues

Sharp, cold and venomous

Like a rattlesnake

While dark shadows dance

She fills me with song

I’m slipping into a dream wide awake

Were they good dreams

What did you see?

Moonlight, laughter or war

For coming centuries?

Dark whispers and words

Sworn secrecy

The seven faces of god are staring at me

And her eyes are burning like the stars

And her hair is married to the wind

Still her disguise can’t cover up her scars

Buried deep underneath her skin

Dressed up in white

Cleansed from all sin

Standing in the cold breeze

Of the Shadowland

Night after night

She struggles within

Tonight she will die by my hand

And her eyes are burning like the stars

And her hair is married to the wind

Still her disguise can’t cover up her scars

Buried deep underneath her skin

Far-seeing beautiful goddess of night

Speak out now from your temple of light

And her eyes are burning like the stars

And her hair is married to the wind

Still her disguise can’t cover up her scars

Buried deep underneath her skin