In the austerity of the shadows Cast by our feeble, dimming existence Leafed through is the tome of life’s glow Shrivelled up parchment hosts Onyx black traces
Until our tale is told (We rise) Reason shall be my shield Until my body is cold (I fight) I'll serve as iron (to our cause)
Time unfolds itself in me A token of truths ages old Pages and words will portray our souls Until our tale is told
Ascending along with the sunlight My actions dawn into common perception In life as in bygone days The act converts to immortal marks
Signifiers of lived up lives Descend before my eyes As homewards our folk has strived As centuries did write I, today, shall face my fights By tracing long gone might Everyday life heroes Whose flare forthwith will ignite
As a resilient brother-like bond Our thread will twine into rope I myself will take on this trial Frayed, though sturdy and grit spawned Serving our longed-for scope Together we tie the knot of our minds
A knot to throttle all the hypocrite's necks A knot to bond our lives together To make it through our days And to fulfill our talesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
