Sa senit conectos Onda bocca nene Rionti onda boca ne On barnaunom ponc nit Issintor sies eianepian Digs ne lisantim ne licia Ne rodatim biont Utu semnanom
A murky presage roaming the land To silence the skylarks chant The somber kiss is at hand To impart the crimson robe Heed the dark some maid Dancing
Who Will Measure the dimensions of antumnos? Who can tell the gauge of its veil? Who can manifest the size of its maw? And infer the value of its stones
I am the mystery And i am the bringer of moonless night I bear the wisdom arcane I, harbinger from the burrowed isle Once you break forth Hearken the
Uro si tovo keitone, e'brgant tovo bargo Toge si se met snibi, staj si borso anda Cuonos be toi se - immi spakto... Cuonos be toi se - vo tovo vida Veno
What did I close in here? I can't remember ever shedding tears of spite On this ground, cropping up the fatal front line Like a soot-blackened palisade
A nexus fruition, whirling cognition Ulterior, the failing of words A pageant to leave me bewildered Lurch at the sight of the clandestine ascendancy
Curtain's up For this lurid age Clear the ring For oppression and greed Welcome to this wasteland Of blight and havoc Once known As my home Deleting
Sprinkled by the trappings Of words make the outlines Blur on the showplace that made history The folk is willed Parrot the dished up tale The lure of
Glowing and blazing In the wind of times Ever lit Searching and fathoming The fire's arcane Consuming flames Sparks to imbue Our very souls Pervading
A folk of cheeriness and strength Content with the life they lived So-called barbarians yet with eyes cleered For what they truly need and what damn not
Where ere thou hast been Here or in yon world manifest? Canst thou tell what is Or what was or what is to come? Nothing shall last And there are things
Welcome to the land of questions Welcome to the isle of lore Where the veil came crumbling down There it all began, the germination Unveiling a cryptic
I, the vermin The leader The failure Brother I shall not weep When you meet your doom Not again shall I be your savior This nation is moribund You just
We set forth A retinue With steed and cart So we roved the land Stealthily Sailed out to find To find new shores As the passage led Set sail, ye hearts
Grim battles against countless foes Have steeled you from the shores of the Rhine To the top of the Alps, your fair meadows Your rank heath lands The
And it came to pass In those leaden days That a plain, poor man Got sick of his yoke Of condemned soil And foreign empires hungry purse Time to replace
I raise my hand against ye, thief! For we're accustomed to receive, Not to give hostages Hear these words! deeds are overt! As chaos evolves In worthless
