From the arid soil of my soul In the name of the ancient Korafas
The crawling forgotten glory From kings of the wood of Gondwanas But the trumpets shall sound And spearls shall reach them
Between ice and eternal fire
Many nations, the breed of Mut Were facing the twilight They've heard a lugubrious rumble
The roaring wind At no man's land Outshines the naked stone
Heavy untouched remains Have dominated the dusk for ages Offering silences drowned in swamps Trapped immense lament
Unspeakable distance from its rising Home of the austral ghost Eve of the fall
Thou shall enter the halls of power Thou shall enter the halls of of time
They were cyclopic living walls That enclosed them
A voice from the pleiades have guided them Thy home is not here But beyond the seas
There thou shall find Tecum Uman again
I invite thou to enter the halls of power I invite thou to enter the halls of timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
