Idioma Origen:
Languishes in me the broken echo
at the grim look of the blind angel
ruins in me the ancient rhyme
in the heart of the wounded, dying swan
Worlds of betrayed eternity
Of vanished truth, that are now shedding
Tears of farewell into a black void
Proud and sincere, I'll go my destiny
The thunder cries
my heroic lament,
fate ... consume reality.
Spirits of arcane worlds
I ask for life beyond death
To align the friendly stars
And to become a celestial guardian
Keeper of healed eternity
Of truth found for all children of mother earth
Always to her I have always given life , the death.
thus I will continue.
The thunder cries
my heroic lament,
fate ... consume reality.
Idioma Destino:
Languishes in me the broken echo
at the grim look of the blind angel
ruins in me the ancient rhyme
in the heart of the wounded, dying swan
Worlds of betrayed eternity
Of vanished truth, that are now shedding
Tears of farewell into a black void
Proud and sincere, I'll go my destiny
The thunder cries
my heroic lament,
fate ... consume reality.
Spirits of arcane worlds
I ask for life beyond death
To align the friendly stars
And to become a celestial guardian
Keeper of healed eternity
Of truth found for all children of mother earth
Always to her I have always given life , the death.
thus I will continue.
The thunder cries
my heroic lament,
fate ... consume reality.