Half Moons, Half Centuries-Catamenia

[ti:Half Moons, Half Centuries] [ar:Catamenia] [al:Eternal Winter's Prphecy] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Half Moons, Half Centuries - Catamenia [00:35.28]From the stairway he threw with the languages unknown [00:39.22]The words of truth and the cohort of fools [00:43.09]Named the man of black for the back of his hands [00:47.78]Where marked in numbers fourteen and two fours [00:52.84] [01:11.72]From below the stairway he entered the door [01:17.41] [01:19.41]The torches were lit a fire his marks were glowing more [01:26.53] [01:43.66]He entered the room lighting the walls of stone [01:47.28]As the cohort at the door were pounding for his blood [01:51.66]The candle in his left and the book in his right [01:55.91]His heart spoke the names and his hands were all a light [02:03.72]The man called of black [02:07.04]His hands were lightning the night [02:08.66] [02:11.16]The night of dead moon [02:14.72]And the moon wept in blood [02:21.91]And his words pierced it`s fragile heart [02:26.62] [02:37.30]The man called of black [02:39.30] [02:41.24]His hands were lighting the night [02:45.06]The night of the dead moon [02:46.32] [03:25.88]They were many at the door when he spoke towards [03:29.13] [03:29.71]The icon at the aisle was the night he ever adored