Dead Winter Days Dead Winter Days Dias De Inverno Morto There lies a beauty behind forbidden wooden doors There lies a beauty behind forbidden wooden doors Existe uma beleza atrás das portas de madeira proibidas A beauty so rare and pure, it would make human eyes bleed and burn... A beauty so rare and pure, it would make human eyes bleed and burn... Uma beleza tão rara e pura, que poderia fazer os olhos humanos sangrarem e queimarem... ...She killed herself in the fall... ...She killed herself in the fall... ...ela se matou na queda... I am the unmaker, I bring death to the beautiful dawn I am the unmaker, I bring death to the beautiful dawn Eu sou o desfeitor, eu trago morte ao lindo amanhecer With pillor, cold, and a legion of dying angels... With pillor, cold, and a legion of dying angels... Com pilar, frio, e uma legião de anjos agonizantes... ...I killed myself in the spring... ...I killed myself in the spring... ...eu me matei no salto... A grim bough had hung me high A grim bough had hung me high Um galho impiedoso e segurou I sank the fires of the Sol I sank the fires of the Sol Eu afundei nas chamas do Sol Here, nightfall reigns Here, nightfall reigns Aqui, o anoitecer reina I oppose the light I oppose the light Eu me oponho à luz I gather the storms I gather the storms Eu recolho as tempestades with a sword I wield with hate with a sword I wield with hate Com uma espada que eu empunho com ódio I shot down the sun with bow and flame I shot down the sun with bow and flame Eu abato o sol com arco e chamas Pillorian for the dead winter Pillorian for the dead winter Pilar para o inverno morto I am the unmaker I am the unmaker Eu sou o desfeitor The pillorian...the ending The pillorian...the ending O pilar... o fim I...die... I...die... Eu... morro... I damn you the dead winters I damn you the dead winters Eu te condeno os invernos mortos