In caverns of fire, we raise our house unmourned From friend to traitor through a loyalty scorned For the Law and the Land, for Death so repaid Tis a bitter cup that shall pour out thy fate
Our souls arise on the slumbers of Mer In ash our songs and passions are fed To seek liberation from cursed divine We fight not for evil, but freedom from lies
An army of dreamers to weak-minded dogs They've haltered my people; a knife in the cogs
Oh, how sweet it is to be God No intervention will save you
War is a means; think not that I grieve Destiny is made in the rot of the grave
Come, Nerevar Come, Moon-and-Star Come as you are, as aeons ago And gaze upon the heart
Come, Nerevar Come, Moon-and-Star Come as you are, as aeons ago And gaze upon the heart
Speak your peace so we may end this dreamTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
