Escaping the mind cells Merging the time and travel to places unknown What the future holds? Rituals unlocking paths The paths that (are) leading to the gates The gates that (are) leading to the future
Transport in time Our souls elude this world Rituals, as god commands
Never-ending fear grows for the unknown Everlasting obsession to seek from (the) past
Holy priests with a divine task They must escape their flesh They must protect their god The god commands They must ensure his grace But his fortune seems black As the mist fades away
Our god will die This is what future holds We must trick death Prepare the pagan spell
Never-ending fear grows for his return Incinerated God shall rise again
So they shield his grace to the eternal realm “Shield his power inside, I call upon the black sun’s light Eternal pyramid of dark, with moon and stars align as one”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
