Dark Millenium Below The Holy Fatherlands
In a lost dark world beyond eternity Where phantasm has its origin Where the shadows hunt the light And no god enforces might Lies the sin, the painful sin. From the clouds above my eyes Drop the tears that lead the way To the entry of the hidden Wither knowledge takes my brain... Lead me to the kingdom of depths Where silence is a form of life; The day of decision recalls my thoughts And prepares my mind to die. Rising spirit baptises winds of Foreign existence, black times' cry Hills as a fragment of ancient breath and As signs for the place where the ruins may hide. In the centre of forbidden Thoughts we meet and will defy And the shadows will appear and Their eyes will stand the fear In the unknown reigns of darkened unknown lives... Lead me to the kingdom of depths Where silence is a form of life; The day of decision recalls my thoughts And prepares my mind to die. The horror lives... below the holy fatherlands.
