King of the Past


One true relic
With powers still intact
It's eternal aura
Light the darkness

Show me...

We found the holy grail
A goblet flayed of wisdom
Inscriptions of the past
Were not for deciphering

Still it yet remained
The fragments of the truth
The conspiration and the birth

We brought it home in triumph
Victory for the God
And certainly for the wise men

Signs in the stars

Gold is what our dreams are of
Blinded with fine silver threads
Molded into this magnificent vessel
King of the past

Two thousand years of solitude
Waiting for someone else

Reshaped
Redesigned
Cut
Into

Thirty silvercoins

Come taste the blood our former master
Joy springs to life as was always said
The glorious truth we all share

Come tear the flesh out of eons of miracles
Chew it for a while and then spit it out
Laughter is all we hear

The bearer of light waited many good years
Patient and cautious, crouched in the dark
Victory seems to be his

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.