Hyadningar - A Swan as Messiah | Текст песни

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To get rid of our last temple
Cold like a grave
Through the storm of the primal lies
Under the sun of the filthy lambs
Crushing avenger from the blazing sky
Above the lake of the fleshles wolves
Reasoned a monotonous chant so grand
Anthem to our fall in the great masquerade
The eternal rest will never be found
Aphorisms stabbed the mortal allegories
When the blood poured without reason
Wings of eternity so pure - so white
Breathed a strong wind of hopes
First showers of a new black era
Leathers stained by the crimson streams
Appearance of the older stigmas
Sneaky rapture betrayed by grins

Riding the elements
The flight of a messiah
The flame which warmed my heart -
You - the majestic one

Drinking our tears sad countless tears
Freezing of all the black sins
Weakening the primitive whiff
Gleaming the best from our lugubrious glint

Riding the elements
The flight of a messiah
The flame which warmed my heart -
You - the majestic one

Adrift on the water
Behind the immense walls of fog
Alone - tired and ill
Out of the wounds come the slugs
Struck by the plague
Wrapped in the dark
Tarnished as my heart
The dying swan

To get rid of our last temple
Cold like a grave
Through the storm of the primal lies
Under the sun of the filthy lambs
I cry for the avenger of my blazing sky
Roarings above plains
The embrace of the evil on your distraught wings
I play to forget that I have pain
Black thoughts rot my lugubrious fate

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