Sino me vivere, O, carnifex magnus Let me live! O great tormentor! For my life is but a passing shadow My eyes are unable to see What light may lie beyond this life
Let me make our brief and tortured lives Seem beautiful and grand For soon we will turn to dust You will look upon this Erthe And we will be gone
God of Ashes, King of Erthe Given to a strange rebirth Every man shall to him sing: "Xanthochroid, our rightful King"
Deus Absconditus God who is hidden from man
We, disciples of the north Bring this vile carcass forth No one comforts as he weeps Simply drifting off to sleepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
