Текст песни Augurs Echo

Flocks are moving Away from trodden lands Where the ice is growing On the mountain side Empty furrows From which the waters fled To leave the ground Infertile On the fields below Where the sky begins A giant shadow rises Towards the greatest light Swallows it all! At the highest altar Let the writer speak Dissipate the threat The stars are eaten! We are the children Of a dying sun By gods forsaken Let the days return! Let the drum be touched Let the signs be read Let sacrifices bleed Let the writer speak! Who will end the fall? Who will heal the circle? Who will save the source? From where all Things are shown Who will end the night? Who will heal the circle? Who will open up the eye? And bring back the light?