Final Donation to the Oath

Frosty morning in cold darkness
on sorrow mountain it´s drowning
somewhere in deep your fear awaits
ancient borders are down-falling.
Kneeling to pray the God of the Sun
bloody hands are shivering
painful mist is poisoning your heart
shackles are changing into sharp knife.
Icy wind is blowing hard
through the landscape of your mind
calling you to cry and repent
taking away the truth of the past.
Arteries, sheltered in red fire
sacred edge will open way
closed eyelids in dreams of death
fortune holds silver blade of sentence.
Your last journey leads to stars
your soul´s waiting for long way
in the middle of the wastelands
life is flowing like sand…
Show the will to live, concede the will to breathe!!
Memories of the pain…
Inflame lava bright as stars...
Defence... gloominess... sand... despair
Failure... madness... night... blades
Fatality... desert... sweat... blood
Suffering... fall... screaming... dust
Defence... gloominess... sand... despair
Failure... madness... night... blades
Fatality... desert... sweat... blood
Suffering... fall... screaming... dust
Building the pyre of the wood,
swallowing bitter tears of the sorrow
celebrating rite described in ancient rule
this night pharos shines for his soul.
Raging flames embracing figure in leather
history is fading up in the smoke
take a last look to his gone brother
oath of the eternal revenge he spoke...