by Pythia on album The Serpent's Curse
One little kiss For all your secrets One for every spell you cast Turn the page to find a potion That wont cure an aching heart I’ll cry a tear of sadness Every single time we touch But you
by Pythia on album The Serpent's Curse
I heard the dragon call his name And I didn't like the sound Never thought he'd feel such pain Never thought to drag him down But the story was a lie And it's killing us inside So we stand aga
by Pythia on album The Serpent's Curse
So my friend it comes to this, you stand below the precipice! You are looking up at me, I'm leaning on the breeze. You think you cannot break my fall! I blame myself for wanting more! Though my
by Pythia on album The Serpent's Curse
Oh where you are from You think it's better than here But you are wrong Maybe I'm not being clear All games that start in the night End at the edge of a cliff And you won't even fight But b
by Pythia on album The Serpent's Curse
It's just the little things you do That make me want to fight with you You're just the perfect enemy So wild and angry but so free Its just your fire, Fire burns me through and through My perf
by Pythia on album The Serpent's Curse
Once there was a man who lived A thousand centuries Just to see what all this would become Soon he saw the whole, all eventualities Never took his eyes from the sun As the years unfold and th
by Pythia on album The Serpent's Curse
This is the last time we will speak, we have no words left for tomorrow! All of these years we've been alone, waiting for your call to return us home. Now we know that time left us far behind!
by Pythia on album Beneath the Veiled Embrace
I dreamt last night that you were here again Tristan do you remember the death of love? I can see clearly the past When you called me your child Rose from the tomb of my heart To be crushed by his li
by Pythia on album Beneath the Veiled Embrace
They looked out from the fortress on the hill. There came a single warrior returning from the kill. The spoils of war hung from his horses mane. The bloody heads of enemies that he had freshly slayed.
by Pythia on album Sarah (Bury Her)
I dreamt last night that you were here again Tristan do you remember the death of love? I can see clearly the past When you called me your child Rose from the tomb of my heart To be crushed by his li
by Pythia on album Sarah (Bury Her)
They looked out from the fortress on the hill. There came a single warrior returning from the kill. The spoils of war hung from his horses mane. The bloody heads of enemies that he had freshly slayed.