Spells pronounced in violence, Signs designed for the end.
My yearning for the skyey Scorches my wounds. My loathing for slavery Lightens in veins.
To fall... Through darkened specters And howling flames.
Pass through deadly noxious voices that whisper and sting, devour the sheen, erase the unseen. My dazzled eyes are bleeding and soul is weeping grieving abandoned in gloom.
Cry surrounded in silence and Ruins remained from cloud-lands, Engraved by the curse of freezing lips. Rays of inviolable toughness of Will restore the essence Engendered by the tears of falling souls.
Spear the guardians of silence, Hear the bearers of night.
My striving for freedom Burnishes the dew of stars. My willingness to struggle Blears the shine of the suns.
To flap... With bloody wings and failing strength.
The thirst for a waft of frozen air whiffed from woods Dismembers the waters of forgetfulness and rest, Identities and bonds. Dissociate from "self" to jump, to cut...
To fly... Through eternal silver skies. Allow to recollect my pride and strain, And all that was trampled.
Cry surrounded in silence and Ruins remained from cloud-lands, Engraved by the curse of freezing lips. Rays of inviolable toughness of Will restore the essence Engendered by the tears of falling souls.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
