Yarn of Norna - Urd | Текст песни

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Oh, Atlant, how many worlds we’ll pile up on your shoulders,
Before you’ll be broken
Remember this falling is voyage
And when evil winds will inflate our sails,
Tearing our moorings and handshakes
Forget us.

Like we had forget familiar names

Shame…

Chalice is full.

I am starting the slaughter with crescent
Cutting the line of the abyss
Horizon is creased, picture – unclear
This sprout was the recent

The circle continues in
Irreversible dance
The bacon is fading away
Eyes of the birds with so native glance
Sifting beside the ashtray

To day is memorable day
The whaler met his last whale X

Oh, Saturn, how many sons we’ ll pile up in your maw
Before you’ll remorse…
Believe, you cannot spin thread
And when sisters awake
Word will forget you
Like us…

Chalice is empty.

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