S/Sympherium/The Name Above the Ancient Scriptures
A storm of illusions carrieth the sons of cry Millennia of pain dedicated to masters of lie Freeze the heart and see the undeniable light Beautiful fantasies cannot let me blind Symphonies play my name Cold, I am the true flame Living the wonderful... Apocalyptical!
Knives of trivial words cannot rip out my wings A fog of existence doth not impede my view And like a hungry lone wolf in a desert of ice I cannot lose my way!
Truth is my name!
Divine crimes killed the innocent fighter And burned a golden pride of the denied prayer
Old feelings, created gods A false king imposeth; the man falleth See thyself, disciple and master Empty thy mind - the wisdom is thy pastor! Old precepts, old faults Different ways and similar falls See thyself, disciple and master The name above the ancient scriptures
Freezing winds warm mine heart (From tribes of Cain) I see beyond the storm (It is my blessing, my curse) my reign! A holy road I denied when mine eyes was raped My blood doth not belong to thee O hear my name!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
