Lines of time, drawn to an end constants of fate, never thought to be bent the fields of destiny already are prepared failure and glory are not to be shared
The human's spirit is now free forever gone all agony all rules are crumbling to dust absurd beliefs gone in a gust
In the eyes of an angel a heavenly glare on the other side a demonic stare the wings of light face the winds of time the wings of darkness in a blistering line The armies clashing at each other on the plains twisted features frozen on an angel's face demon's corpse dissolves in a blaze of flames good and evil disappear in a voidTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
