A group of men become the wiser. A faction - a guild. Torturous and strong among them, lives that build.
With a weighed down holding grasp, silence escapes
“All hail to the autumn”
Beasts of yore are all you see. Hell that lives in shaded trees. Circle round the flame. Raising praise from which you came.
Born again today Among the ashes - Among the ashes and the graves.
The clouds of dusk begin to hover, the sun laying to waste Fields that once grew strong and fertile Are now bitter to taste
As the sect grows close with strength, new reality breathes...
“Our time of ascension”
Beasts of yore are all you see Hell that lives in shaded trees Circle round the flame Raising praise from which you came
Born again today Among the ashes - Among the ashes and the graves.
With a weighed down holding grasp, silence escapes.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
