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I sat upon that hollowed ground.
brought you from the grave.

You saw something i did not,
I paved the ground beneath your feet,

bridges into the sky
i dared soar where angels tread
for your dreams

But i am a mere man
tainted by sin
sent into the dark
and asked to follow a light

my angel lied
and upon the souls of the damned i ride

no anthem can save me,
No angels cry,

I take your sin
only in death can i win

Life my curse, survival my vice.
your salvation my danmation

And come a la come ka

may that slug horn blow

The New Age

The facts stand clear now
Man pretends he owns his creations
As we killed God
Our children destroy us

Created in his image
With power to create
We destroy own own father

And so our children carry on
Destroying their ancestors

What of our deeds will remain?
My children will wonder
Demons, Templars,
Wisps and broken souls.

In a land no longer human
The cold and void is your gift

Valhalla lost to our sons
Paradise lost to our daughters

The plains of our fathers
Lost to our children
Where angels and sins wander
In bitter contemplation

War is man.
Conflict and strife, our gifts
Life is nothing without pain.

And if my legacy of strife
Salvation is sought
Then the devil I shall be

In death do we find life
Glory in Despair.