Текст (слова) песни: Nocturnal Rites - Eyes Of The Dead

A mind of its own, spawn out of fire
The demon becomes a God
A child, two-faced and innocent
Transcending
Control, fragments of nothing
Enslaving, reversed humane
Empires made out of nothing but air
Creation fails

Hungry he laughs at us all
Sacred is noyhing no more

In the eyes of the dead, at the edge of the night
In an oath of blood we are sacred
In the eyes of the dead, still nothing revealed
The wounds they still bleed, and wont heal

Blood in the sands, slaves to the hunger
Heaven denies them all
A god, a dome for its pleasures and lust
Possession
The falls prophets of nothing
Promise but take it back
The one, the futile and venomous son
Will torture

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Against The World
Avalon
Awakening
Birth Of Chaos
Black Death
Break Away
Burn In Hell
Change The World
Cuts Like A Knife
Dark Secret
Dawnspell
Deliverance
Destiny Calls
Dragonisle
Egyptica
End Of Days
End Of Our Rope
End Of The World
Eternity Holds
Eye Of The Demon
Eyes Of The Dead
Faceless God
Fire Comes To Ice
Fools Never Die
Free At Last
Genetic Distortion Sequence
Genetic Distortion Sequnce
Glorious
Hell And Back
Hellenium
Hold On To The Flame
In A Time Of Blood And Fire
Invincible
Lay Of Ennui
Lost In Time
Never Die
Never Ending
Never Trust
New World Messiah
Nightmare
One By One
One Nation
Our Wasted Days
Pentagram
Rest In Peace
Revelation
Ride On
Sacrifice
Shadowland
Skyline Flame
Something Undefined
Still Alive
Sword Of Steel
Temple Of The Dead
Test Of Time
The Curse
The Flame Will Never Die
The Iron Force
The King`s Command
The Legend Lives On
The Sign
The Sinners Cross
The Vision
The Watcher
Underworld
Unholy Powers (Night of the Witch)
Vengeance
Wake Up Dead
Warrior`s Return
When Fire Comes To Ice
Winds Of Death