Hymn For The Chosen Ones کے بول

Under dark ruins of grief Shadows of deadangels play And my silence is a black sky Faces of death beneath Intoxicated by pain Angels rest in rooms In dusk mankinds ruins rot Angels with filth stained wings Humility silent bleeds As golden grief fades away Light`s shimmering veil Dim and draped stigmata And a call echoed in time Is a hymn for the chosen ones And a call echoed in time Is a hymn for the chosen ones For a saviour is not in sight Sing the hymn to the chosen ones There; where the dead lie Angels would waste a tear Ravens fly with corroding wings Driven by immense desire Staring up in emptiness Sunken colours move Magnificent veil of belief Stimatized angels in utter decay Deep river silently breathes Raising emaciated hands Through mystic infinities