A Voice In The Piano – Ebony Lake – letras

As you drown, I fought oceans in vain;it’s cold now under the moon.It’s hard to breathe… breathe.Her screaming I hear from deepest seas,her voice I hear in the piano.Amid the cold roof of the charnel house,arisen from the sweet sick burning scent;I’m torn, lovelorn, lonely, dying.Her screaming I hear from deepest seas,her voice I hear in the piano.The quill it dances painting the paper,and I play not the music but a woman’s soft voice,a ghostly message from the girl I’d die for.Excuse me Mother, but I must join her now.