Sons Of Hades Lyrics - Singles - Aura Noir

Bleak prudence, bleaker grace 

Amidst from these venomish losses 

Prime leagues leads on through vivid senses 

We have grasped we have honoured 

Though we seduce envied secrets 

Apart we breath the true... 

Sons of Hades 

So, we inherit this flock 

And it's stone cold desire 

Winged lashes ablazed 

and sat these fragments afire 

Then erased the true 

Sons of Hades 

We had one soul 

Who - while it was ours - 

in it's duty and obediance gave us this. 

Now gather and surmise, see it's face now beautyfied 

Our laughters was spoken for 

The eagles went away 

And the goddess of thorns 

was our prudent flame 

Fearless we deny the sweet shepards love 

and his buried heart 

As (well as) the shade of his forsaken father 

and his pale senses