The heavy crown of the kings The confidante of their unabashed plans
A scepter broken in a wolfish grip Ancient insignia of a lost intent Is this the burden carried for power ? A bludgeon crafted to crush heads or just the blind man's golden cane ?
There is no power coming from gods There is no providence for the chosen ones! There is no servant created to serve! Flesh equals flesh like man equals man The greedy ego tips the fate's scales!
Old sages say - in the land of the eyeless One eye is enough to reach the abandoned throne Always wash blood with water. Never with another bloodshed Dark fruit of the wisdom born in the masterminds
There is no power coming from gods There is no providence for the chosen ones! There is no servant created to serve! Flesh equals flesh like man equals man The greedy ego tips the fate's scales!
Blinded queen leads the Cyclops Cyclops lead the visionless folk Blind men's shoulders, not titans Carry the weight of this world!
Queen Themis covers her terrified eyes Words shaped in peace, the peace after war Her hand of justice wields a double-edged sword If I could take this blade And carve the eye out deep in their heads Pierce dormant minds awake and illume Raise the one-eyed nation, a race built on truth
There is no power coming from gods There is no providence for the chosen ones! There is no servant created to serve! Flesh equals flesh like man equals man The greedy ego tips the fate's scales!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
