Versuri Arcane Grail - Renaissant The Reverie
Album: Arcane Grail - Arya Marga
Look upon this filthful world Besmirched to sullied trash Heavens are swarmed with poisonous smoke Rivers are soured with chemicals The earth in oxidation Our technical progress is self-annihilation Evil grown in our souls Betrayal and hatred preside over those Corruptions steeped in our blood Mankind is like a gay-parade Remember The freedom of flesh and wit is splendour of our seed Rotten corpse on wooden cross is sign of feeble spirit Christ is pawn in game of rat-men The power of artful, money for poor Undone the great and sacred sun-men Turn the man from path of Gods (to road of muckworms) Weakness leads to self-denial, Thirst for comfort leads to (soul)-mire There's no joy in wealth of purse, there is in wealthy soul But now it's worn like sieve of gilded-maddened doll [Chorus:] Wisdom of ancients in our blood Rise from the ashes, heavens' light in our eyes Sword of truth, seize in hand Let people's embers will be rend Get wiser for our glorious Rod Get stronger for the sake of loved Get brighter in the name of brood Be real, opened the conscience's route Men consumes ourselves inside Swallowing the all around This anecdote we'll stop by bomb Our want to die -- salvation's gone! But I believe there is a Love She rules this world, she's higher Gods Mankind is not yet spawn of evil We'll save ourselves if we're revering Gift of life, divinity's sigh Our souls and paths from kingdom of skies Beautiful bodies for endowment of love Children of Earth, Ye fuel of Her hearth We must take care Her not sparing our hearts [Chorus] Hail the Light! You saw the loathing of the present Your gaze's turned from fumes-mankind Progress completed in regresses This is horrid matricide Remember Woe to nation, whose children die not on forefathers' land And not recall their customs, craving life like other ants The curse of lapse lied upon hands Divine-bred we fell of plants side of worse Unleashed the wars for painted timbers and dried corpse Tend thy land and folk Be their loyal guards and hawks Mother-heart is your pure thread Love your family and friends Hate your rivals for the pain Praise and raise your inmost flame Ring of life bleeds from your sins You'll be in it, but you can slit Be the Theos of perfection Mend this world for resurrection Do you want to be the God? [Chorus] Get wiser for our glorious Rod Get stronger for the sake of love!