K/Kozeljnik/Time, Neglected In The Wound Of A Martyr
Protruding seeds of the fallen shall ever flourish on the mortal soil And cast out the light from the hearts of those willing to transgress my path
May their cries echo through the void For I bleed their Reversal
Bestow upon me, queer reign of nether Speak through me, in thousand, thousand tongues Through the pores of nights awake me! Oh, let thy sermon be cherished!
In Void's light, an infinite disgrace shall storm down upon all their kindred May their cries echo through the void For I bleed their Reversal
Thus all the spirits walked blind behind Wrung by agonizing quest, one after one And never would they reach the source Unleashed, yet shapeless, shunned from sight
Up the scale of emptiness Tragic souls remain in the outer Distant and frightened, with hearts alone left bloodlessTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.