Empirine - Kiln of the First Flame | Текст песни

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A landscape drowned in mist
illuminated by a decrepit sun
Beneath the weight of the crown
sits the king in his eternal slumber

The ghosts of dissension
will never leave his mind
colliding animosities
in the chamber of abnegation (abnegation)

The grace of life
forever lost
The last ember fading
as all life is forgotten

Soulless heroes come and go
Shifting and merging paths
Consubstantiating
as battles are won

The ghosts of dissension
will never leave his mind
Colliding animosities
in the chamber of abnegation

Complete the vessel of lords
Conquering the lowest depths
Solving the mysteries in the vale of crystals

The grace of life
forever lost
The last ember fading
as all life is forgotten

Only the chosen may rise (may rise)
as horrors plague the land
Slaying the slumbering king
to take his place or to reignite the world

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