Calling through the ages of time
Mourning, the promise is dead
Fallen, taken by hands undivine
All of his flawless Honour, Here Lies.

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Morning, another day
Your way through Heaven
I´m watching myself decaying
Years of frustration
Nights of eternal darkness
Waiting the morning again...

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Under and back off the universe
Of time, space and change
Is ever to be found
The substantial reality

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Walk on proper paths, my son
Walk on proper paths.
You´ll never rise higher than your source
You´ll never rise higher than your source

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Bloody lines
Red Wine
Bright eyes in my mind

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Morning, through the ages of time
Your way through heaven, the promise is dead
Myself decaying
Years of frustration, Taken by hands undivine
Eternal darkness
Mourning, Here Lies...

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