Bleak, forlorn, our sulphur-blazing refuge, no haven of wisdom was gained, no light shone upon our search for celestial knowledge upon the quest for a celestial throne.
Suffering we are, tristful and torn, unspoken, the grand guilt of heaven and the guilt that remains, a scar on the ones who tasted the fruit ere to the mortal hand.
But as long as the earthly tides will turn, as long as lunar light is spread on earth and the solar one is given birth our strength remains, our anger dwells.
For havoc we found, and humiliation once, let no more night pass on this burned ground, rebellion, unleashed and unbound, shall be what we are hungering for.
And He shalt find his nemesis beneath Lethes blackened stream.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.