Galadriel It Ends when the Moon Loses its Face Letras:
A bizarre picture of the death
That paints with the blood
In the canvas of your face
It ripples in the whirlpool of a dance

Your palm's in the gesture
Of the last minute of life
It cools mine
You ripple in the
whirlpool of the dance

The insane dance of us
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It ends when the moon loses its face
I fade in the rippling level
Of the labyrinth of time
Blood tears of mine flow
Out of my eyes

Blood tears of mine flow
Out of my eyelids
In a beauty sealed forever
There reflects our end

Our dancing shade on the walls
Like a gobelin pattern
In the breeze of my clothes
And the garland of lilies
the time stopped
Letras: It Ends when the Moon Loses its Face Galadriel [final]