Aphelion歌词
Yearning for days of yore
in elysian daydreams
Burn with a fatal gloss
a confounding mirror of souls
Dance with the winterwinds
in thy visions so sanguine
Glance upon Stygian streams
where lies hidden a pale secrecy
Hark...
lures of the siren
yearn for the days when blithe thou was
Sworn to a secrecy&n