(Forget life’s dream and get close (to the) truth Why do we always have to win or lose? )
Wide open mind is clear A distant voice emerges. From the deep luxuriant forest Ancients pervades my soul
The chain of blood are teased The time of salvation has come (an) enormous red dark flame. Burns the insane fears
They are calling me Resistance is futile
A surrounding magic around here The skin loses it's epidemic fear Short flashback to the past infamous life Abhorred reduced to ashes
Ashes...
Fettered with the olden ice Blown with the gale of oblivion Masters of duration
We stay in the chaos of calm Let’s soar to the sky in red Lost lands - let’s free our soulsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.