I can see a man without a face looking at me Eating my tongue, tearing me limb by limb
Divine fire I await for thy prime ordeal Basilevs Basileon - Take this gift of flesh Red thine lips with carnal wine Lest I rest my head in flames' embrace in crapulence
All hail the Lion and the faceless king Champion of pain - Father of snakes Whose waters I drink and never repent
And the graves are many as stars they shine for all the gods to see Shall I ever plead for mercy then hold no tomb for me
And the stars are many yet all fall once they grow too great to be Scatter my dust in the Desert of Shadows and leave
Still the Moon and the Sun keep shining with their crescent smiles so strange whipping the back of the great Lion as if waiting for the times to change
Aeons withstand the change - They conquer time With giants blowing the sands away Through their temple of bones my spirit remains dark amidst the day
It's a death of the Lion, the King is dead My soul at the gateway, building new path damning the gods - unleashing their fury now breaking away
Liberation at last, no sight of a lion or torment one would remember A mere settled dust in the wind, oh so tender ...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
