Atop The Highest Mountain, Across The Great Red Waste Lies The Key To My Deliverance From This Mortal Plane. The Radiance Of The Obelisk Sets My Eyes Afire With The Dark Scenes Of Time Now Emblazed Upon My Mind. As I Near The Ancient Shrine The Wind Screams Loudest Through Hollow Trees Which Line My Way As If To Obscure My Path. Yet This Cannot Be--For Being Part Of The Pale The Timbers Flare At My Touch And Return To The Ash From Which They Came. As I Approach The Ancient Monolith The Veins Of Mine Open To Night Receiving Waters From The Well Within Having Found The Point Of Eternal Return. I Am Alive Within The Night And Will Exist Beyond The End Of Cosmos Great And Mountains Small Oceans Of Time But Fill My Palms. Sacrarium Sweet Gate To Life Release Me From This World Of Lies A Point Between One-Thousand Suns To Build Again What Light's UndoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
