Paroles de Sculpted In Stone

The time has gone And everything looks old, The clocks have stop Life could be reformed. The past returns With anger, fear and war, Evil comes to bring the world It's berserk force. Maybe it will kill all our faith, All our gods, Or maybe it comes to take Our lost souls. Hardering my bones Like a lonely bath That embraces my wounds. Oh grateful darkness How can I evoke you? Stairs to the sky Of a black forest ride. Whispers float Frightening my bones Like empty words Like a maniac noise. My soul could be Sculpted in stone And stay alive In a forbidden land. The past returns With envy, greed and lust Evil comes to bring the world It's life restored.