"...And, like a blind man perceives not a colour, Be it jetblack or bloodred, So are the weak unable to recognize the virtue... Of strength!"
Such are the words, ever inscribed Upon our chests, yet unveiled Such were the deeds, ever forlorn Commandments of the firstborn... History has indeed hasty flight Yet ours is an unsurpassable might!
Timeless... Faceless...
Devoid of myth, the Grand Conjuction is here!
(Hear...) The cries of the Monolyths!... "Thus, heaven-sprung Rebellion chcarges forth, It's heralds laughing in contempt..." As our quasi-eternal lethargy Moves aside to let great wrath ride by!
Timeless...
For we are the sleeping Titans Still in wait! We are the sleeping Titans Stone awake! We are the sleeping Titans...
Bring the time... Enslave the material prime Beyond the translucid dreams of Old... Confining the one word (Chaos!)...
Solemn, fallen... Knightly autocracy, subjugate reality! Into the decadent pride lost in a lone caustic dream And a newborn universe's hopeful gleam Ascend...
Formless...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
