R I Before the uncertainty of macrocosm become the beauty of a doomed bleaknight under its influence, persistence and phosphorescence they perpetual circle mighty UNIVERSE where shapes grieving flock.
R II And still in the sublimity of astral mirage the mist goes down, times they're whispering they're saddest of every sound the written words of sorrow in marble icons ready to waste their treasure, penned by solitude and joy.
Now I fly through endless nigth following the way to beyond, Oh! Mighty ORION grey days are gone, once I saw the dawn I fall so asleep confused and destroyed and in my soul, let the fire die down soon.
R II
R I
I'm waiting for the night to fall and now I start to see feelings gone all open me and touch up my absolute sights in tranquility, floats a star The sky guiding my way with its light.
- And in my chest I feel gleam of fortress, see down my faith the path arises they spirit draws the misfortune and solitude, an enchantment into the void, my spirit draws the volatile for eternity, ancient essential element arises... and guiding my way with its light... from up in the glow of ORION I know my deliverance will come soon
black in rivers of tragedy as I draw my breath an aching to be free... can't you see... all perpetual veils.
Under perpetual dream where shapes grieving flock the days are gone, who killed the sun?
Under perpetual dream... ...my holy cry, where shapes grieving flock... forever night, the days are gone, I hear voices from the glow of moon. who killed the sun?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
