歌词
Smoke from the pyre
Still blackens the atmosphere
No one left to mourn
Sacred hearts are torn
Beware, the depths bring danger
Giants in the north
Greatness and anger
Hiding depression in chambers
Within the heart of gold
There is a forbidden path
The ancient ones are not very old
Sing to the ones
Ending their lives
Buried, entombed
In stones, in shrines
Sing to the ones
Ending their lives
Buried, entombed
In stones, in shrines
Sing to the ones
Ending their lives
Buried, entombed
In stones, in shrines
Sing to the ones
Ending their lives
Buried, entombed
In stones, in shrines
(Hiding depression in chambers
Within the heart of gold)
(Sing to the ones
Ending their lives
Buried, entombed
In stones, in shrines)
Heart without a population
Celestial envy and devastation
Forgotten, never seen again
Heart without a population
Celestial envy and devastation
Forgotten, never seen again
Hiding depression in chambers
Within the heart of gold
There is a forbidden path
The ancient ones are not very old
Sing to the ones
Ending their lives
Buried, entombed
In stones, in shrines
Sing to the ones
Ending their lives
Buried, entombed
In stones, in shrines
Sing to the ones
Ending their lives
Buried, entombed
In stones, in shrines
Sing to the ones
Ending their lives
Buried, entombed
In stones, in shrines
No longer a memory