The book is found, the pages read
As times fallen and forgotten rise
And I stand alone with dread
Impending doom is whispered in the fog
I watch and wait with fearful heart
To see the dark ones take my hand [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/b/bella_morte/the_dawning.html ]
Within this place the mirrors mock and laugh
As one by one they fall to Ash
It seems the dawn shall never set
With rusted blade I sever those I've loved
To stand a martyr bathed in blood
To find an age unknown to me
Into my world a spirit wakes
Screaming from the walls and glass
And in the pages morning stirs
Seemingly a hope is born
And from the sky a warrior falls
Weary with remorse and death