Our past goes with the light to the great nowhere The radiation of our thoughts and visions Ride the fourth dimension to get the center of Sansara To enter the house of forgotten times.
I wander blind in sands of time And grope illusions to adore Amid the wail I yen to hear Yet challenging... The call of Yore
Past leaves with the light Millenniums to radiate The wheel of Sansara I ride Reviving the dead
Begotten by the Age of fall I choose to drink the cup of scorn In void of present I recall Yet challenging... Descant of YoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
