Faithful martyrs sought out the prophecies of our time, Great white throne of the judgement compel, For he's bound a thousand years through millennial fate, Unable to deceive Spiritual presence revealed after physical death, Fallen prey to the curse of Cain, Fixation a result of an avarice mind, Child of silence sails over perilous seas, In search for the bride of solitude, Is the chosen one To interpret the visions of prophecies call? Darkened spirits lead me down paths of dismay, Elysium seems so far, From Golgatha the chains of mortality broke, And with them the sins of thine flesh Post millennium immediately out of deceive, All leaders of the Earth, The wicked gather, Their numbers as great the sands of the sea, Devoured by Knights of the true Elysium Messengers of the dark, Awakened by His presence, Are told of golden gated towers, Lost in the shadows, Once amid the tyranny of a kingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
