Tytuł: Khronos

• Wykonawca: Rotting Christ
• Wyświetleń: 261

Origin of time/the face of old flesh
   Crumbles the earth/my feet and brain
   Collapsing into measures/of natures killing liberty
   Lights gone an empty house/should be filled of empty pain
  
   CHORUS
   In the light of a young moon
   The cold dark night becomes scary soon
   A thorn in my soul your face fades away
   Awake like an owl for salvation I pray
  
   And shining flames/burning the night sky
   Until you/who walk among the liking
   Touch the overbearing /fall on the crushed
  
   CHORUS
   In the light of a young moon
   The cold dark night becomes scary soon
   A thorn in my soul your face fades away
   Awake like an owl for salvation I pray
   He who sleeps in the embrace of not
   Shall carry the thorns of carrion souls
   He who rules the flesh of the pigs
   With an orai smile shall pray on fools
   Tough the overweening/fall on the crushed
   Blind eyes of old light/ pigs shall rule
   The flesh of kings/devoured for six nights
   The sky is empty set/ a golden snake crumbles the earth
  
   CHORUS
  
   Her feet and brain/ the face of old flesh
   Like an empty light house / hiding the cold flesh
   Snow is falling through / the living is gone
   Then the memory /of old fear is upon
   Rushes sorid through/ winged black images
   Who shall built/ an empty sky
   Same as the origin / of your face
   Origin of time / origin of time