Sun Of The Dying Engraved In A Stone.
When the sun and moon were captured in a stone, etched in stone
Day and night, life and death
Our circle, beginning and end
Giants of stone around me
Carved by my ancestors
Eternal guards of the graves of my tribe
Their symbols on my skin, in my blood
Marks on stone
Cantabrian stelas that speak about our past
We'll end up in the bottom of the cliff, drinking the mournful nectar of yew
Pre-Chistian funeral rites
The light of a better era
Ancient rituals dedicated do death that are part of us
Unafraid to join the stars without fear of disappearing forever
The end and the beginning
Engraved in a stone
