Losing the Sunsets / Plague of Butterflies / Evael 10:00 - Swallow the Sun

Cold was the air that the evening wind brought

Silent and so quiet were the woods

On the eve of that night.

Don't know what I stayed there for so long,

So long that I could hear that voice.

The whisper we all avoid.

Sound from within, the quiet truth

I felt my blood slowly turning cold,

Turning cold from waiting.

Hours I spent there awaiting,

Hoping for someone to come.

To silent the voice that felt like thunder

Evael is the light, the white light.

In the chill of my world, she is the one.

She brings the butterflies, pure light.

When ever she comes by

The darkness steps aside

But I felt my blood turn cold.

Hours I spent there awaiting,

Watching the light fading

You're losing the sunsets, you will never get them back.

The days you spend in loneliness are seconds in shades of black

Winter was cold, but summer is even colder.

Nights have been longer, they have made me much older

You're losing the sunsets, you will never get them back.

Every night you spend in loneliness are years in shades of black

Years pass, but has time stopped on me?

Morning always arises with vaster pain

And then it is sunset again

We weep the winds for your loneliness,

Choir of broken dreams for the love you had.

But now she walks forever lost in gray and woe.

She's not forgiven, she's the one for winter to own.

Not yours, old man, never again...