Paroles de Moist Teutonicus

Into the ninth circle of inferno Where dragontales glint in snow The crystal dragon rests ice-bound Dressed in cold fire she withers Glass-like eyes reach out for the sun Benighted her fate will be Bifacial widow of light Prophesise the dreams demise Amongst the ruins of a wayward taint A wanton betrayal resides in flames Timekeeper of eternity A goddess enthroned in light A testament older by far Final destiny call Stemmed in a gale of rigors A queen of blades has been crowned