Inanimate, like men of stone they look upon the burning one (The burning one, they look upon) Motionless they meditate, while humming the song of the flame (The song of flame will carry them into the whirling winds) Channeling their energies, their souls in the air are spiraling (Spiraling, they intertwine) Emotionless they gaze at them, Fixated upon the burning one (The burning one, they look upon Binding their souls as one)
Upon whirling winds the living flame grows
The knight can see that he has now been consumed by power Power brings a rage, fueled by the hatred in his dreams Hatred deep inside, unlocking deep within his spirit The rage within his heart will now manifest it's malevolence
The molten blade swings At his neck his skin is unbroken, his poise cannot be taken from him The knight is shaken as he recoils The mountain's heart grows with his fury He grasps the helm of his enemy, removing it to find himself inside Staring him in the eyes "Why can't you see that we are one in the same? By destroying me you will embody our reign"
He drags the burning knight into the mountain's heart Casting him into the fire
Upon whirling winds the living flame grows
Deep inside he knows he's been transformed by the night
The living flame consumes him Pressure in the chamber fires him into the skyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
