Folkvang - No Dance


When day closes his eyes,
And lost souls arise,
With the perfect taste
The moon paints her lines.
Cold voices and laughs,
The stars from the past.
Eaten fruit forbidden can't be.

No dance on stage
Under the gaze
When eyes are dead,
Wind cannot play.
No dance with you,
Your time's so slow.

Inaction tricks.

There's no rules for the art,
The light flights with dark,
And things gain immortality.
Step over the line,
Then fly across the sky.
Deeds matter: like actions like wings.

No dance on stage
Under the gaze
When eyes are dead,
Wind cannot play.
No dance with you,
Your time's so slow.

Inaction tricks.

Joyless World
Painted by the song.
Lonely souls
Search their old strange home.

There is light,
Which from the moon is flying,
Will be the source
From the past to the future.

When strings are prepared at once
And silence comes,
There remains one more life to live.
To live and to leave.
But once to return
To remember and to harvest the best crops.

No dance on stage
Under the gaze
When eyes are dead,
Wind cannot play.
No dance with you,
Your time's so slow.
Inaction tricks.

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