Through the chambers of a distant mountain A cloister of an ancient time
Spew forth the poison from the mouth Foaming soil grazes the entrance Mountain sheds its skin to single out whom to let inside
Somewhere I'll always miss Somewhere I can't resist
Scavengers feed off my sorrow held by the flesh A clarified moment of suffering, formed by pains never forgiven A power that bites the spirit, restrained by its crusher
(“Through a story that has been told by the voice of my soul.”)
Gathering clouds forebode a malign path Resistance is a double-edged dagger
Am I to hold my ground despite all this? Ideals of the past crumble Rubble I let fall as I take step after another
A mountain of crimson dark
Somewhere I'll always miss Somewhere I can't resist
I am but a speckle of dust in this Expect nothing but self-confrontation Guilts that were done by the flesh, Can not be justified
By the mere fact That this quest is nothing more than Drifting in vain in the cogwheel of time
On this deserted soil Drench by my fears even more than The deviously deployed clouds above
And when I finally reach to the mouth Of what seems to be the beginning out of a sudden, There is no way to restrain myself From walking deep into the caverns of the crimson mountain
Somewhere I'll always miss Somewhere I can't resist Somewhere I will insist Somewhere I will persistTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
