Dreams of the promised land fades, leaving Only pain, the memory grinds at his conscious He's bounded in paralysis, surrounded by blackened forms Of the dead, from down below he stares at the sky Beneath the mist the night overtakes Washing away, leaving only pain, The memory grinds at his conscious He's bounded in paralysis, surrounded by blackened forms Of the dead, from down below he stares at the sky Beneath the mist the night overtakes Washing away the essence of light
Light piercing through the shadow becomes dim The dream fades as his eyes open
Harrowing winds graze across his face His eyes are open, awakening beneath the mist Of a far away land His body blackened and burned Erupted from volcanic fire and thrown into the sea A stellar light through the veil His eyes are open, awakening beneath the mist
Bleeding as he draws near, an assemblage of ancient priests Surmonizing, they utter in tongues. staring back at him
Gouging veins, they feast upon the blood spilling from their wrists Crimson blooming, they paint the ground in demonic emblems His mind trapped inside the vortex of blood
Crawling forth from a burning nest The dark lord emerges to the surface
Slithering upon his abdomen, he is Bounded in paralysis, in front of the darkened king Of the dead, from down below he stares at the sky Beneath the mist the night overtakes Washing away, leaving only pain
Beneath the mist the night overtakes Washing away the essence of light
Light piercing through the shadow becomes dim The dream fades as his eyes open
Harrowing winds graze across his face His eyes are open, awakening beneath the mist Of a far away land His body blackened and burned Erupted from volcanic fire and thrown into the sea A stellar light through the veil His eyes are open, awakening beneath the mistTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.