Now, do you hear me Can you touch my shade Can you taste the bitterness Of tears frozen in despair Now, will you strike upon me Will you boast of imprecation There is no cross for me to bear There is no temple I would step in
Hear me! This is no retreat, But a clamor of war! A cry of unrest and utter revolt A portent of profanity to be An eternal irreverence For the king I had never seen
Be gone!
One moment an era One graze to kill One step to candor This war to win To the raider of life To this weakling sanctified I cry these words of hate The anthem of denied
Feeble earthlings brought down to the ground Their dreams shattered Their hopes extinct Now isn't it strange to see them begging Broken down with souls defeated Craven and woebegone they die
There is no hope There is no gate out There is no vision Or eyes to see the truth That awaits beyond their lies
A new moment for me to see their fall At very time that raven calls With the breath of ny father Come Deliverance of the Fall
... Such anger to see further From the lies and deception For th cost of this pure soul's demise...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
