Now the path that you have chosen It was never meant to be So I claim this world for reason and its rightful destiny For the burden lies upon me to bestow our suffering On the orderly projections of this ill-begotten king
For this might and this marauder, it seems to me in vain To believe your wretched dogma and the centuries of pain And your weapons and your witchery, they are but quite absurd As the words you all have spoken now reveal a voice unheard
The pangs of reconstruction for he who so denies Time’s solemn warning that a new dawn will arise Archpriests and commoners, we are all but men Toiling in fields that we can’t comprehend
Fighting our fears in the sky Wasted, a dark battle cry Ages decreeing your soul’s agonyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.