Seventy thousand angels Pulling seventy thousand reins Falling for seventy thousand years
To never reach the bottom Terrible curdling sounds Integrate them together Consume them, heat them up hard like stone Stern and severe Straying in evil Hear my fury Raging sighs Darkening, quakening changes Wrote its lies in millions of bastard pages In millions of bastard pages Life engages
The white death got me See the death was white White shadows haunt me Taunt me to madness
The dragons of virtue See the seas and the heavens at one time It rode the stars but they collapsed within themselves And nobody found the wealth As it died, the spirit, it rose into the skies And formed into clouds And when it cries The whole earth can feel the pain when it rains Words of war, preservation, I will attack with aggression Counter attack opposition Clash, the final mission With purpose precision Strategic condition Strategic condition
The lonely fight while the spirits wait Beyond the dreams you know i saw your face I feel the fever of God when i stand in this place When i stand in this place Haunting voices touch and caress a soul And lead it but he damned The fatal actions of a man Keeping me warm Don’t promise me nothing, just hold my hands Speak no words and we might just wake As the wars span and the earth starts to quake Rumble and quake Recognise this movement where a miracle came Statues stand Chiseled the features, incarnate plans The puzzle riddled with worms Behold the rotten jewels i earn I grasp them with my hands, all the gestures of self But the foolish acts of jesters are smelt The stench lingers and coats A burning taste My fears fool me though Across the ledge and over the burning floors We could hear them calls of faded lords Sounding haunting chords All the babies ready to feast on your remains With a hunger grinding deep They thought you was dead But you arose like a beast to once see instead.