Versuri Asgaard - Legend Of Passing
Album: Asgaard - When The Twilight Set In Again
Bloody landscape of our existence paints The life somehow or other The leaves clothed with the silence of Eternal peace arrange a path which Leads to nowhere The mirror reflexes a shape, it talks about dreams I step into this unknown world as endlessly flowing river I walk on the sharp stones and follow The way of life I reach for the door to my conscience In rain Open your thoughts like a bird with its Wings spread out Plunge into your time to find the Essence of it