Tytuł: Sworn

• Wykonawca: Emperor
• Wyświetleń: 316

  
   Four eyes as two in one
  The forward circular view
  That never ends
  An orbital voyage
  Throughout the endless sphere of all
  Where time is lost and everything transcends
  
  A graceful presence
  At stolen time
  
  As ghosts to the world
  Ghosts to the world
  
  For ice, outside, are we apart
  As cold and eerie mist to the hand
  Ever floating on its course
  Towards the heights of shadowland
  
  Thus appear the truly sworn
  
  To be seen
  To be feared
  Yet, not to be reached
  
  Four eyes as two in one
  Thus appear the truly sworn
  As ghosts to the world
  Thus appear the truly sworn
  For ice outside, are we apart
  Thus appear the truly sworn
  Cold and eerie mist. Burning
  Thus appear the truly sworn
  
  A graceful presence
  At stolen time
  
  Thus appear the truly sworn