Fatehistory

The apocryfal wisdom of an allegorical apocalypse"

[the prophet:] many martyrs have fallen since i passed this way
[the truth:] many skies have bled
[the profet:] many gods did returns, many players lost their aim many loves have felt
[the truth:] many sons were born
[the prophet:] i wonder if the children will forgive.

When the light dies through infinite darkness
And the children start to cry
When a scream turns a whisper
When the ages bleed alive
Reality becomes illusion
Illusion is reality
Is this the alliance for the ancient
Of the new birth of a profecy?
Unnatural beings, morbid existence
Resuscutated horror, ambigious visions
See the apocalypse rise
We were banned by the fire, in the grip of the ceremony
We saw types in our hearts, we denied every life we could give
And infinity grasped out for slaves, day by day year for year
Why that prophet spoke to the abyss below him
"have we ever been free?"
And behind the shade sleeps an apocryphal wisdom
In the hour of twilight
In this legendary times...
Unnatural beings, morbid existence
Resuscitated horror, ambigious visions
See the apocalypse - rise...
Now that the breath has gone the fire claim its might
Now that in this dark millenium no master is alive
Now that a castle atends between the ruins of the past
Now that the omens wither away, no hope will ever last.

[the prophet:] iwonder if the children will forgive...