Crunches and turns the axis of time An epoch of spring begins The wetlands are fructified by Intoxicating winds
Fathers, mothers Await the fall Sisters, brothers The end of all
The fall of man The end of all
Weeping, laughter Everything fades Whispers, thunder Vanish in space
Radiant spheres, luminaries Run out of fuel Daylight, candles All go obscure
And then the winter no one has seen Aeons become things of the past All die like embers in the northern wind Frostflowers remain last
Crunches and turns the axis of time A beast approaches to devour the sun To gorge the barren soul of man No more ages to comeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
