كلمات Our Rotten Thirst

In the epic of fallen sunset the words carried on their lips from our abominable side of dying carry your deep to a duel with silent storms your life falls crucified to rotten thirst attacked by thousand thoughts Travelling with crusaders of punished sleep saw that awful day! guided alone in burning water without the sky I saw that awful day a gate of souls now opens-dead are awakening everything´s open-ancient dominion Bound are eyes of fallen a black sky on a never day Voices of swimming shapes tell his suffering is gone in our all forgotten arrived and gave through our eyes heal our soul of caged passion passion that burns never found Blinded victims are we all travelling within our soul saw that awful day, carried by the bolts approaching the sky-saw our soulconqeror from our closed eyes thick red tears are shed every tear is a life sent to utter pain We forlorn who walk in our human ruins will never dwell again under shimmering stars carry your deep to a duel with silent storms your life falls crucified to rotten thirst forever in the place where all clandestined lives go stronghold of vengeance ...our suffering in heaven