Текст (слова) песни: Astarte - Rise From Within II

I wear a storm of tears,
Till the day my time will come.
The idol upon the iron mask
Will lie for the flesh beyond the truth.
In my secret will lies the truth.
My body shall die for you.
We shall join the distance among our eyes.

Miles became the messenger of distance and
The moon unites the domain of loneliness.

The brightest colors might join my way,
For the highest sorrows you are punished to eternal slavery.
Crowns made by humans wisdom of pain,
May become the way of the pagan path domain.
Nothing more than the white realms of destiny,
Nothing less than the black inflamed forest.

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I fell that glory comes after a huge storm,
Without timeless pain we shall never be rewarded
For all those miles done, I have to know my image.
I wonder how long it will take to find myself
Другие песни Astarte:

Astarte
Bitterness of Mortality
Black Mighty Gods
Crossing The Wounded Mirror Of Death
Dark Infected Circles (Outbreak)
Deep Down The Cosmos
Deviate
Doomed Dark Years
In Velvet Slumber
Incarnate Legend Of Mummy Queen
Inflamed Paradox
Liquid Myth
Naked Hands
Non Existent Equilibrium
Oblivious Darkness
Oceanus Procellarum
Quod Superious, Sicut Inferious
Reign Unfold
Rise From Within I
Rise From Within II
Rise From Within III
Sirens
The Ring (of Sorrow)
The Rise Of Metropolis
Thorns Of Charon - Part II (Emerge From Hades)
Thorns Of Charon - Part III (Pathway To Unlight)
Twist Nail Torture
Voyage Of Eternal Life