Life may come to an end Or is this the time of survival Species die out and others ascend A sixth wave followed by revival The anthropic age collapses in rage Despised beings will arise There will be no sound over depleted ground But a desolate drone of blow flies
May the river wash away our affliction Embrace us o mother of all streams Let flow the waters of reanimation The life-giving well-spring of Danu’s tears May your tide rise over the wasteland Embrace us o mother of all streams Erode the footprints we left in the grey sand Enshroud our memories in dense steams
The anthropic age collapses in rage Despised beings will arise No more hunt for prey, just cadavers decay With a desolate drone of blow flies All must go down, torn asunder Dissolve to dust, fade away
May the river wash away our affliction Embrace us o mother of all streams Let flow the waters of reanimation The life-giving well-spring of Danu’s tearsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
