the ancient dead have surrounded me their fleshless hands are upholding me such a great cloud of the dead elect they held the flame, passed it unto me tortured and killed by heathen hands facing their death, they did not recant I can endure and remain to the end I am a nexus for the dead and man
tasting death and tasting sorrows yet they did endure facing torment, facing judgment yet I shall endure I am promised my own portion of the weight they bore I embrace the pain and suffering for me that's assured
the ancient dead have surrounded me and they strengthen me their fleshless hands are upholding me with their firm grasp their lives were spent for the hidden truths that belong to me I am one of the few who was chosen for this arcane pathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
