A cold new sun dawns on the horizon Collapsed stars wail with sorrow Aeons upon aeons of cosmic torment A fleeting moment in the stream
Birthed by the father chaos Nursed by turbulent waters Forsaken by the hands of time Reborn from hatred and malcontent Blessed by the ancient wisdom Diadem of stars as my crown Winds whispered with foul voices Hatred drawn from the soil I walk upon
Carried upon black holes of existence
Abysmal gateways heave their weight An emptiness which we cannot fathom As barren planets circle A dance which they cannot control Never away, but towards the void Even the stars shall succumb A light in the neverending darkness Bright as the hope in our hearts Still a flickering ember, doomed to end As cosmos draws its last breath Yet the circle remains the same Yet the circle remains the sameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
