Now and then a question would be raised. Strong misgivings threatened to be voiced. But these were judgments wiser not to say. To doubt the child could prove to be a rash and deadly choice.
Let no man breach the gate to this most blasphemous of halls. Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap. He must ne'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call.
Oh willing host who doth not know. The full desire of this prisoner. You walk where angels fear to go. Thou shalt soon embrace the reckoner. Thy halo of glory, hope's true gage.
Let no man breach the gate to this most blasphemous of halls. Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap. He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call.
She veiled herself with trivial thought. A mask of insignificance. Her daughter failed to see beyond. The fabric of irrelevance.
Striking hard, striking fast in desperation. The world around is filled with shades of red. Forced to stand in weak anticipation. As rivulets of blood run down the Child's head.
One quiet night the lady traveled out beyond the monastery. Her quest was one of urgency and human preservation. She traveled with companions to reach the ruined city.
And thus was read the incantation. Voices echoed round and round. The woman smiled in weak elation. Mesmerized inside the sounds. . And with these chants of higher lore.
Salvation lies in banishing this creature to the dark. Let not your hand be hesitant or death will be your mark. Lest regained sight should speed her flight away from burning hell.
[I - The forbidden words]. [II - Incantation]. [III - Passage of time]. [IV - The silent threat]. [V - Archilles heel]. [VI - Covenant of souls]. [VII - Face to face].
Crimson. . Prologue:. In a very distant future, the last generation of planet earth. has come to a point where they cannot breed anymore.. When everybody had lost their faith, a child was born, but no.
Riffs: Nerberg, Swano. Lyrics: Swano. . (03:41). Gazing at the sky colred with a gelam yet unseen.. Birds no longer fly.. It's not a dream this blinding beam..
(Epidemic Reign Part 4). (03:41) - Gazing at the sky colred with a. gelam yet unseen. Birds no longer fly.. It's not a dream this blinding beam.. (03:42) - Panic, someone realized. Every-.
I came from miles around to holy ground. The riddance of my soul to take control. So where are you? With all my heart I try. To wish away the big goodbye.
I believe in the secret path. That's hiding from. Our eyes, the night-time skies. Are weavin' a web of haze. . Golden shores are so far away. From silver dreams.
Out in the prairie, the bison dared to roam. The crying of a lone shot claimed they're forever gone. High in the breezing winds, an eagle dared to fly.
He was named Nineteenhundred 'TD'. In the ship's belly lies his cradle. Had no birthday and no land for home. The ocean has no bounds Virginian sounds.
World keeps spinning round my head. Vague rejections will transcend. Truthful faith for the worlds inside. This fairyland can't be denied. . Embrace me in secrecy.
[in background before song starts]. cheers!. the wait of influencing. fourteen vents of ?. manesfestation. the whisper, scraped together. ??? became the reason ?.