Footsteps erased by the twilight A desolate warm silence I still can see signs Fading before me
Fragments of golden ages Carved in fallen lintels Distant, buried, forgotten Unknown land of dreams
Ruins, solitude of paths Nostalgia of a golden decadence A vague fog fades away Decaying soul, infinite memories
There is a sound coming Echoing in my soul A cold prophecy being recited Fallen dreams
Adorned legends are born in this fog Fading bridges, silent witnesses Swept by the wind, roaring in the ruins The skies witness ascension and fallTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
