In this cell I watch the stone as it fades In this place that I call home life slips away Memories of bleeding for it, memories of feeding off the dark Memories of something starting, memories of breeding a new god
Standing on the mountain top the wind becomes a storm Embrace the gifts of ecstasy and what I will become Blood and foam drips from my mouth, I smell the stench of you Sear the flesh with golden fire, the god is born anew
Shape the earth by dragon breath, encage the world in glass Take no heed of mortal men and for the mercy that they ask Ignorant beyond belief, they keep looking to their star Can't turn back from selfmade truths and know what they really areTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
