All, what has begun, is sentenced to end soon or late All, what you have planned, is leading to an accident All, what you have hoped, will deceive with the worst event All, what you have been running after, is a grave, it's your fate
It's just a question of time
All, the ones you care, will betray you or die All the ones you have loved, never really loved you All, of your heroes, and idols, will be totally forgotten All, is empty there, and you are forever alone in this Cosmos
The Scythe is slicing off lives and deeds Slowly but surely is coming your turn The Sixth is sliding in silence and feeds Your curse! And that is the Law Of Saturn
A painted instantly on Goya's wall A Trojan in every biological cell The more you rise, the harder you'll fall A Law of demise, because under the pall is Hell
Sixth pointed star at His North Pole The Seal of Solomon Eye of the Storm at His South Pole To deal with the Demon
The blackest of the planet
All of your deeds will fade at the horizon All of your achievements aim for oblivion All, what you have achieved is miserable and pathetic All, what you have reached, is a just another step towards death!
It's just a question of time
Nameless horror in space it crawls Devouring perpetually aeons The blackest of the plannet withers As a jigsaw wheel in the othersTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.