The Rememberers killed them all. They took back their homes inside the wall. Feigning my plight, I infiltrate the city. Peasants and servants and me walk the street.
The white handle! I seek the doorway! As a means to avoiding the end.
Those who came with me are fighting for justice. I will soon be fighting for life! The future is moving, Changing, yet empty. The present is racing Against time.
Blazing city in ruins, I steal through the night. Hidden objectives protected by darkness, I take flight.
The white handle! I seek the doorway! As a means to avoiding the end. Two black candles burn for the souls of the damned. I hear them on the wind.
The white handle opens the door To the portal between worlds.
Standing in an empty bay of a ship, Seated before me, the gods I once worshiped. My arrival no surprise to their eyes, They have known all along Every move I will make upon leaving my home.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
