Blasting forward through a filamentous sky Beckoned by the flash of exploding light My soul crosses over the Great Divide
Charging the void Isolated, I’ve been redeployed A rider on the crest Carry forth or plummet to death
Autopilot function has been overridden For Isolation subjects, choice has been forbidden But death and destruction are what I’ve been given
Charging the void Isolated, I’ve been redeployed A rider on the crest Carry forth or plummet to death
Particles known only in theory, within my grasp Entering the cloud of the exploded mass
To live is to die, disjunction seals our fate So many tyrants lie, pleading at the gates Regimes at an end with policies left to amend Where would the future lie if regimes had time to bide So bring unto me, morbid mastery I shall revoke the throne atop the stellar tree I choose a different path from those now dead in the mire They could not wield the flame of life. To which, now I conspire
I charge the void I’ve found the purpose Immortalize this life I will return to the surface A lust for control and power Has grown in isolation A sky that once brought hope and light Now brings me desolation I must wield the sands of time to reclaim what is mine
Stargazers have made the claims Of enocules bursting from Alshain Deep within the serpent’s spire I forge a path that takes me higher
I’ve crossed the Great Divide Now I peer into the depths of death’s door Through the rippling veil I acquire The dust of life that Cygnus obscures To the other side, I have done it I now command the draw of death’s door To the relic Alshain, now I’ve got it A molecule like nothing before
Star fields of Aquila set ablaze Reap the ashes of the great Alshain
Relic Alshain Oh Shahin-i-tarazu, now my flesh is born anew
Within my hands, I hold the sands A sky of pillars gives life and land The blackest night unveiling death One inhaling, exhaling breath Of the swan with blackened wings outstretched A path unseen unfolds for me I charge the void and ascend the tree To the bird of morbid mastery
I heed the Cygnus call They will want the dust obtained through my gall I bring the gift of extended life No longer will control be born of strife I burn through disregarded space Dispatched, forgotten, now I stake my independent claim I will rule this stark domainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
