Testo di Part Iii: Nether Seas Boiling

Overture for the rising ocean As the humans drown To the poisonous wine of the earth When the Nether seas boil the flesh of blind and pestilent breed When the light of sun has fled and the last outposts of rue are torn wanion dark sets over the man Prophet dying cries forlorn Stones of Mnar are crushed Still I'm blind for what redeems From this painting of fate I still yearn to see and feel infinity... All these visions are painting me from inside All this wrath When the moonlense shivers Our blood shall be their wine.