They were drawn nigh by void, By abyss, tranquillity, heat, Demise and silence The perfect order of death The angels of illusion Ready for creation The grand show Of the universe
For great are the forces Of fusion and flames There, where the bitter fear ends Where power grows in strength
For open are the goblets of despair And the circlet made of thorns Here, in the caves, where The illusion and freedom fade
And from their hands A fire shall spring And craft the suns The angels of illusion In the act of making The art of an endless creation
For great are the forces Of fusion and flames From their hands A fire shall spring The suns and the worlds United in fire Shall last until The next creationTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.