Gods have sprinkled the Earth with blood Watering her ancients roots. Breaking calmness of the world Awakening the rebellious birds.
Screams are spread above the wood Being lost in darkness of the sky And having covered their force with branches They sink in wooden mass.
The worlds of masters of destinies burn Ashes of their bodies are spread away by the wind Leaving only memory in souls And haze in eyes of consciousnesses.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
