I hear a whisper, an old and dark desire Silent remnants of the past scorched by fire And from the sky comes a warm soft breeze surrounding me Kissed by a golden tongue I rise above the starlit sea
Through the eyes of a dead man a shadow's cast upon me A new god is rising from clay and dust Bow down, herds of sheep Bow down, my enemy Bow down in agony So shall it be
The song of sirens echoes above the waters The stage is set to become perfectly me My throne is waiting for me to reach the highest goal No need for a queen when I can be your king
Through the eyes of a dead man a shadow's cast upon me A new god is rising from clay and dust Bow down, herds of sheep Bow down, my enemy Bow down in agony So shall it be
I am the divine I rise from down below
On my cold and merciless empire I'm looking down at you and your false desire I'm looking down and rise with grace I'm looking down, despise the human race
Through the eyes of a dead man a shadow's cast upon me A new god is rising (Is rising) Bow down, you herds of sheep Bow down, my enemy Bow down in agony So shall it beTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
