Bring the fables from thy tomb
Sporadic doom as knights loom
Does clergy support this passion?
Pure wrath of the winged assassin
A time of fate
Your spite sooths
Untold the stories
Of thy muse
Hour is late as
Kingdoms unfold
Signs in disarray
Your fight in loath
Move, when your
In the groove, in core
With the muse, is your
Light the fuel, with torch
Cues of silence spark the mastery
Knights revolt to demonic treachery
Can this seal be broken?
Has our fate awoken?
Who’s the antichrist?
Judgment waits on the test of time
Welcome the thoughts of a coward’s disband
Cuz now you’re in the shadow of the angel’s wingspan
Cleanse your cradle of filth
Discipline that I’ve instilled
Turn and face your sacrifice
As I revolve this lead of might
Immune to your parasites
Except the hourglass that grains the time
Try to find the antidote
Counting down towards the undertow
In my world only time is feared
Single handedly I draw your first tear
Sway strong to the truthful frequency
Spirits swim in the waves of history
Выпусти предания из забвения
Миражи рыцарей - для кого-то обречение
Одобрит ли духовенство эту страсть?
Истиную ярость крылатого ангела
Время свершений судьбы
Твои злобные замыслы
Нерассказанные истории
Твоих раздумий
Поздний час
Зарождения королевств
Бесчисленные признаки
Нежелаемого тобой сражения
Двигайся, как только войдёшь в колею
Как доберёшься до сути
В своих размышлениях
Свет ли движет тобою?
Вспышки невнятной тишины укрепят господство
Рыцари воспротивятся вероломству демонов
Можно ли взломать печать?
Очнулась ли ото сна наша судьба?
Кто же антихрист?
Приговор будет проверен временем
Возрадуйся мысли о малодушии трусов
Потому что теперь ты под покровом ангельских крыльев
Очисти свои истоки от скверны
Внемли моим внушениям
Осознай жертвы, на которые тебе придётся пойти
Когда я верну своё могущество
Стань невосприимчив к паразитам
Избавься от песочных часов, измельчающих время
Попробуй отыскать противоядие
Начни обратный отсчёт до того, как схлынет волна
В мире моём подвержено страху лишь время
Я без труда заставлю тебя заплакать
Решительно настройся на правильную частоту
Дух несётся на волнах истории
Bring the fables from thy tomb
Sporadic doom as knights loom
Does clergy support this passion?
Pure wrath of the winged assassin
A time of fate
Your spite sooths
Untold the stories
Of thy muse
Hour is late as
Kingdoms unfold
Signs in disarray
Your fight in loath
Move, when your
In the groove, in core
With the muse, is your
Light the fuel, with torch
Cues of silence spark the mastery
Knights revolt to demonic treachery
Can this seal be broken?
Has our fate awoken?
Who's the antichrist?
Judgment waits on the test of time
Welcome the thoughts of a coward's disband
Cuz now you're in the shadow of the angel's wingspan
Cleanse your cradle of filth
Discipline that I've instilled
Turn and face your sacrifice
As I revolve this lead of might
Immune to your parasites
Except the hourglass that grains the time
Try to find the antidote
Counting down towards the undertow
In my world only time is feared
Single handedly I draw your first tear
Sway strong to the truthful frequency
Spirits swim in the waves of history
You let the tradition from oblivion
Mirages knights - for someone doom
Whether clergy approve this passion ?
Truth fury winged angel
Time accomplishments fate
Your evil plans
untold stories
your thinking
late hour
nucleation kingdoms
countless signs
You unwanted battle
Move as soon as you go into a rut
How to get to the essence
In his reflections
Whether light moves you?
Outbreaks slurred silence strengthen dominance
Knights oppose perfidy demons
Can I get a print?
Woke up from sleep if our destiny ?
Who is the Antichrist ?
The sentence will be the test of time
Rejoice thought of cowardice cowards
Because now you're under cover of angel wings
Cleanse its origins from the defilement
Give heed to my promptings
Recognize the sacrifices you have to go
When I would get its power
Become immune to parasites
Get rid of the hourglass , the grinding time
Try to find an antidote
Start the countdown before the wave subsides
In the world of my fear is subject only time
I can easily make you cry
Strongly tune in to the correct frequency
Spirit carried on the waves of history
