Aeonsgate - Pentalpha (Part 1) скачать mp3

I have called the storm A summoning To turn the air in motion Like those remorsed Calling home their fear Spirits chanting in the air Divine anticipation Waiting for a night sublime Regaining mortality And as I saw the sky tearing apart To liberate the pest we cast aside Like a thousand sins raining from above Leading all the seeds loss to light A silent force Dawn of the disgraced A scent of scorn inside this deprivation The host remorsed weathering so fierce What a heavy heir to bring A fate so devastating Remnants of anxiety Delusion becomes reality Born, scared away Blamed, ashamed The sins of my hands Grown, 'live and well A portant sent to rend Heralding moribund Though freeze in this Magically attracted disaster Storms will enforce retribution The raining of sorrows