Из альбома: Odyssey (Un)Dead
The glass breaks it bleeds condemning sands upon broken plains days are numbered
Redeemed are the sinners
Their tongues hold no penance all damned
Time in misery, time is misery, time will fall
You are my children, your fears empower me
We are your shepherds, take our hands abandon your faith
For all repent and revere their dying days
Your hourglass has broken (lies holding time incarnate death)
Tomorrows turned up dead
You are my children, your fears empower me
Hours pass, the ever so gentle call of the dark will ravage your veins
Sinners the taste so sweet sinners a saving light
For all repent and revere their dying
Your hourglass has broken (lies holding time, incarnating death)
Tomorrows turned up dead