Heavy are the great winter chains Years of desolation rape the land
Light fell 'hind the mists of night Skies spill their bile
To the dust the ancient spires As the wolf is free to roam And the flames of eternal fire They dance with relentless joy
As prophets saw thus it came The flaming sword of the end
The yawning gate reveals its timeless eye Eternity turns back
Upon the waves of cosmic seas The battle took its place And terror struck the living As the titans' wrath they faced
And in the clash the elements Raged as it was foreseen The fiery realm and the plane of mists Drowned the sparks of beingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
