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Skladatelia
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Texty: Throne Of Chaos. Menace And Prayer. Opus Void.


Sacred realm, I see this earthborn symphony
How can I dwell not far as flames still veil my heart
From thee...

Set the world on fire
Burn it bright with dark desire
Wield your hatred where my soul lies dead
Opaque my eyes as the dimmest light
Awaiting them to shine so bright
With the hate that once was hidden in my head

Raise me from this god forsaken emptiness
Release the wrath of centuries
In this portrait I am reborn
Again

Beneath these cobwebbed trees
All dancing lights has ceased
Wield your rapture where my soul lies dead
Caught in death's embrace...

Is this the sign of a permanent hell
A timeless prison cell
Where sharpened claws taste the essence of mine
Where I fall under burden of time

Linear streams go raging by
Leaving me alone to die
How can I expand my mind
When the dead caress my kind

Unleash the strenght of centuries
Call my holy name
Whence this flame towards thee came

So, set the world on fire
Burn it bright with dark desire
Wield your anger where my sword lies sharp

Raise me from this god forsaken earthborn pride
Release the wrath of centuries
In this portrait I am reborn, again...

As autumn left its last rain drops
The snow fell back on the mountain tops
I went forth to ease my pain
Storming blood inside these veins