Garden Of Shadows - Heart Of The Corona текст песни

Echoes of the future have filtered through time
There will be no light Ablaze within the divine spectrum
Remnants of an enchanted past have fallen
The swollen tides of conviction engender desolation
Crying into deaf ears as a voluminous portent is sifted swiftly into dust Its particles woven into an ominous tapestry
Overcast upon our blindness playing the instruments of betrayal
Heedless of deception
Sparks ignite kindling dormant embers giving way
to the fire of comprehension the torch shall be passed on
Limitless are the horizons that beckon us
Upon the path of resplendence as rainbows are
released from the prisms keeping the heart of the Corona
Beating until the end of time