Fiver's Visions 歌词

Cunning minds Lost in transmigration Escaping My crying voice Leads their path Agoraphobes of the depths Eluding death Chased by upcoming disease In open lands - they're lost without me Without our frith Beside you (In the dark) The thousands that hunt you down From the shadows Will overwhelm your mind The scent of death Open your eyes, invoke the strength of our kind I am the seer Possessed by the signs For you my brothers I'll increase our faith I speak of blood and fire The man-made crushers Will come in time (With machine-claws) Infecting burrows of our labyrinth lives All of our lives Leaving behind Open your mind, and speak of our world We run Give us strength to run Our lord the sun, give us gifts to hide