Morning desert sun horizon, rise above the sands of time Come, journey to Arcana, travel starry spheres in trine Master, they shall fear thee Martyr they endear thee Father, it was written, so it shall be Mother, yield the pure seed Child, it's your destiny So hallowed be thy name
Under stained glass sky A crown of thorns, it intertwines the mortal and divine together under stained glass sky
Sands of the dunes and dust of the bones have swallowed them and all left behind Gods of the fire fall from the sky on a wing and a prayer Master, they shall fear thee Martyr they endear thee Father, it was written, so it shall be Mother, yield the pure seed Child, it's your destiny So hallowed be thy name
Under stained glass sky, a wailing wall of tears divides the trinity of terror spawning under stained glass sky Under stained glass sky (x6), I don't want to die!
I've fallen from the sky I know what I am in their eyes Truths are only lies told over and over again Pray tell my hands are tied An infidel here lies Rise the crimson tide of a dead sea where nothing can ever survive
She rose from the crimson tide, the maiden dead waters baptized Tears rain from her eyes, drowning the depths of her soul Standing with her maker, giver and the taker Siren from the shore, she echoes the verses and curses them all
Living, dying, bleeding, crying Elven and serpentine under a midnight sun Shadows are dancing, spirits romancing the cautious embrace of a quiet refrain Dreaming, praying, trusting, believing the truth of her testament Witness to all that remains Cloaked in silence, shrouds of violence, a radical harem has twisted her tongue Dream the last dream, dance the last dance, breathe the last breath A penance for what she dare believe
As the tempest rends, there's a maiden that mends an interwoven tapestry Shreds of truth in the sacred stratum embroidered with iniquities by any measure, heirloom treasure Threads of doubt, kingdoms fell This lady she knows all that glitters isn't gold Her stairway to heaven is a matrix through hell
Conspiring eyes through a veil of lies A whirling dervish dances in The here and the after rage for the master It was written so it shall be As they sleep, the devil's kitchen prepares a feast of misbeliefs The collective screams of tortured souls brought Satan to his knees Brought him to his knees!
Master, they shall fear thee Martyr they endear thee Father, it was written, so it shall be Mother, yield the pure seed Child, it's your destiny So hallowed be thy name
Under stained glass sky, a crown of thorns it intertwines the mortal and divine together under stained glass sky Under stained glass sky
Round and round and up and down, the dervish goes Where his tempest rends, the prophets have foretold Maiden who knows all that glitters isn't gold Sacrifical lamb, hallowed be thy name Under ashen sky, continents they can't divide the interwoven tapestry, the fabric of our livesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
