What would they think of us now Would they make us bow? They must possess the key But would they set us free?
Celestian, keeper of life Disappointed by our violent ways Primeval angel of death Sworn to set their own child ablaze We set sail to find the truth On cosmic seas we have surrendered our youth Gods of old want our demise Still we look to the sky for paradise
Paradise
They kept their children away Why won't they let us stay? They must possess the key To unlock immortality
Celestian, keeper of life Disappointed by our violent ways Primeval angel of death Sworn to set their own child ablaze We set sail to find the truth On cosmic seas we have surrendered our youth Gods of old want our demise Still we look to the sky for paradise
You're not allowed to create Not even a simple tune Damn frustrating I'd say
A barren world Blackened crowns Old kings have hurled
They lead us here Scorched barren wasteland Did they just disappear?
Deep within the vault An empty throne of lies Preparing an assault To ensure our demiseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
