I open up the portal of glory Looking for the word path that is absent now In the memory your saving call? With astonishment and fear it goes away Now, only in a sonorous cold In the horizon I rise up, With the heaven burning in flames And the mourner tears Spilling souls of both kingdoms Visions of doom and ascent
Now, only a sonorous cold And in the horizon...
The dying creator's glance Is hidden in my eyes
Look, at the wound, in the prophet's footstep, On his knees to the heaven, Falls down before me Your soulless body
Strange, incandescent mountain, WASH YOUR HANDS in this abyss, And from the diffuse dark horizon, RELEASE the bleeding song.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.