In the epic of fallen sunset the words carried on their lips

from our abominable side of dying carry your deep to a duel with silent storms

your life falls crucified to rotten thirst attacked by thousand thoughts



Travelling with crusaders of punished sleep saw that awful day!

guided alone in burning water without the sky I saw that awful day

a gate of souls now opens-dead are awakening everything's open-ancient dominion



Bound are eyes of fallen a black sky on a never day

Voices of swimming shapes tell his suffering is gone in our

all forgotten arrived and gave through our eyes heal our soul of caged passion

passion that burns never found

Blinded victims are we all travelling within our soul

saw that awful day, carried by the bolts approaching the sky-saw our

soulconqeror from our closed eyes thick red tears are shed

every tear is a life sent to utter pain



We forlorn who walk in our human ruins will never dwell again

under shimmering stars



carry your deep to a duel with silent storms

your life falls crucified to rotten thirst forever in the place

where all clandestined lives go stronghold of vengeance

...our suffering in heaven