Paroles de A Serenade Like Blood Caress

Ashes of a godly empire Pantheon of ages beloved ruins My dreams are trapped in grief Behold the fadeless nation And I'll lead the powers The powers of rage and storms The choirs The inspiring fire Majestic imperious As one with the sun Art of evocative cult The echoes The inspiring paeans Stifle the sobs And all impulse All supreme hearts can feel Those no heathenish eyes can see Art of evocative cult A serenade like blood caress