I watch the fire grow in spires to the grow in spires to the glowing skies Billowing in brilliant benefaction to the heathen form I watch the webbed wings of dragons touch the heavens Suffocating their eclipse upon the light behind the demon's horns I held my breath amid the presence of the serpentine As towering, the cloud of their enshroudment thickens over me I saw the talons on the mountain tops of snow and ice And rode upon the claws that carry fable into destinyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
