Upon the ruins of the future I climbed to behold A distance so pale An existence so cold
Resembling the views These angels of damnation As my mind came and flew
Upon the ruins of future I stood to be told That the future will fail Upon the hands that fold
At the edge of the horizon I saw the harmony of havoc The path of the marauders Transient yet tremendous
Upon the failure, denial of token Upon the speech, in my tongue spoken The sign, the pulse that protrude The resound, the return The sequence that conclude, the fall of man
Upon the ruins of the future I climbed to behold A distance so pale An existence so cold
Resembling the views These angels of damnation As my mind came and flew
Upon the ruins of the future I settled to be bold When the downfall arises, as I am told
The denomination of the grandiose demise Granted as the imious impetus
Upon the failure, denial of token Upon the speech, in my tongue spoken
Upon the ruins of the future I settled to be bold When the downfall arises, as I am told Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
