Lost Path (Promo '09) [Technical Sympho-Melodic Death Metal]
I I haven’t fought against the chill, I have accept frost, I’ve got its power, A lot of thoughts, evoked by elder, Are crowding in my head
Clean How could people loose their way Abyss is the only issue Growl I don’t want to bear with it, How could I live this way, People’re parts of internal machine, People should come to them-selves While they still have time
Ch What do we come in this world for? For leading a meaningless fast life? Are people really created for Becoming similar to beasts?
II Suddenly I’ve seen a rum lake, With mysterious bright shine Coming hearer I’ve seen a vision Strange alluring World with shining people (men)
Clean World, full of perfect concord, Men with infinite skills Growl I’ve seen a lot of strangers Having invaded the fine world They’ve sowed the dissension and disbalance (hatred) They’ve parted World, enthralled the men.
Ch. Those strangers perverted the truth, They’ve destroyed pure ideals. Strangers have held sway over natives, Concord turned into slavery.
III. I’ve seen the World where I came from, Where men are fuddled with grim lie, Illusion (fancy) of liberty has dazzled them And hidden gist of slavery.
Clean World, full of broken lots, Men with bounded senses. Growl All of a sudden I’ve seen myself among these zombies, I’ve been a tool in these priests’ hands, I’ve made an arm that ruined my life.
Ch. The sights have vanished in the gloom of lake, They’ve left just grayish ice. I’ve realized how world became enslaved And how the truth sank into lie.
Ch. It’s time to open eyes and look at the truth, Admit reality. It’s time to understand one’s sense of life And live in concord with oneself.