The Fairy Freezea Lyrics

The Fairy Freezea

Cold hands of ice and crystal
Freeze the heart of men who know
The mystery of your dismal
And eternal feeric soul

Black heart, cold soul
A frozen wicked beauty
In the forest Freezea lives
And lurks my darkish dreams

She bewitches the souls and whispers
The secrets of the night
She is the mistress of the weird dreams
She is the wisdom in my mind

Fairy Freezea of the moors
Queen of crimson eves and nights
You are the beauty of the dark lands
Dark delight of the black hearts

Desiring me
In the eve of witching moon
Whispering in silence, in the woods
To my haunted soul

Fairy Freezea Queen of Night
And the darkest reigns
Freeze my soul, embrace my heart
With the winter's haunting breath

Black heart, cold soul
A Frozen wicked beauty
In the forest Freezea lives
And lurks my darkish dreams
Fascinate me, mesmerize me
With the color of your eyes
Like the sky ashen and somber
Of the mountains of dark land

Tell me the stories of a crystal age
Take me to the world of dreams
The autumn farewell embrace my soul
And the twilight show his reign
The winter fall in feeric earth
A new world will arise
Freezea the mistress of the dreams
Awakes the stories and fairytales
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The Moonlight Shift
(Nov/Dic 2004)
music: Rex A. Fernández
Lyrics: Rex A. Fernández

The time is marching on and on,
The Ancient seed awake
with the spirit of the night
Shadows, eternal breed of night
creeping beasts who dwell
Between the line of the living dead

Forsaken, by the human misery
Lurking creatures, thirsty of blood
Drinking from the wine of the undead

From the grave,
waiting for the moonlight
haunted creatures, infamous
The Ancient sickle
Of the world

The Ancient Bells are tolling
For the Burial call
marking the disgrace with an evening melody

The time is marching on and on,
The Ancient seed awake
with the spirit of the night
Night breed older than the man
Crimson terror from the stars
Enslaved by the shift of the shine
of a moonlight ray

suffering eternal punishment
Reborn and die, night by night
Sucking all the blood
from nasty wounds

From the grave,
waiting for the moonlight
haunted creatures, infamous
The Ancient sickle
Of the world

for centuries
for ever
Under the eternal spell
the Moonlight ray is rising
from the darkness of the north.