The cold reaches Into my bleak existence Grabbing my scars I alone can feel the presence Or so has been fortold
I stand upon the precipice Feel the wind blow my hair The mirror defies me The shadow envelops my spirit What will I become?
The gods themselves have damned me to my fate Of which I'm told that I was born too late Perhaps the fire in my chest will flicker out And then I'd fly to any shore to escape my presence here
"Oh shadow warrior try to fly And then what haunts you will surely die But if you go, who will fulfill what's prophesied?"
Fly… I fly… I flee… Away Jehovah lies crying Yet mountains move Every step a spiral They're hunting, destroying The maelstrom...it churns The elders know not Yet the gods laugh
The mirror defies me The shadow envelops my spirit What have I become? The prophecy is fulfilled I am vengeance borneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
