The sky went into darkness, the last sunbeam has left us, The breeze of fear embraces our souls, whispering softly, But it keeps hold of us, strongly…
It has brought to us Dis Pater's mirror, and we are astonished To see how narrow is our humanness.
Life's last minutes, death's laughing frightens our hearts. The gate to the Unknown is open, man must court death. Storm-clouds gather, the earth is struck by lightnings, Noone can flee before Taranis' anger, there's no glory In the presence of Him, He knows no mercy.
But man led by ignorance- has rosen up against Him. It's late know, spoken word, ended act can't be cancelled. Lightnings are sparkling, death's laughing, even louder, It's voice comes closer to us, even closer…
Man draws his sword, but he has no power any more, In the realm of his fears. It's storming, more merciless than ever, and when all human Hope is lost, thus speaks Taranis to us: „Man, you fool! You wanted to prevail over your own being, But you'll lose now even what you are!”
The earth opens, and from the deep of the Underworld Words are grumbling: „Man, I created you from the Chaos, Dis Pater, I gave you The biggest treasure, but instead of glorious words You welcome me with swords!
I gave you hope, dreams, you would not exist without me! You feared of what is just a new beginning and now You rise against me! SEE YOUR DESTINY!” Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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