Ascania - Our Home | Текст песни

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• Ascania
• Our Home

Names, of our friends and foes,
Will be inscribed on a gravestone.
Regardless of epitaph's length
We get only cloves, two damned cloves.

Empty eyes are looking for a rapture,
Are eager to fill themselves with an ocean
of living, and hide from grayscales.
But the older they get, the harder are attempts
Verity stings us but we pretend that we're
deathless, and the life never ends

All time that we spend
Like if life never ends
No need to comprehend
We just want to pretend

We are accustomed to the feast
in the time of the plague
we are left to ourselves
submissive and tamed
The gleam of a soul
in our heavy flesh
Loses its brightness
Giving the ashes

Will we wait for the dawn?
Dead or alive?
In our ruined home
Will we keep hope in hearts?
Flaming or cold?
Or still be apart? still be apart!

But still, keep searching
Under dry debris
Resist to hopeless
And break petrified
No matter, if maybe
It's never changing
Our home, begins
With our aspirations

We still, keep searching
Under dry debris
Resist to hopelessness
And break petrified
No matter, if maybe
It's damn never changing
Our home remains,
by our aspirations
Our home