Renaissant the Reverie

Arcane Grail

Composición de: Arcane Grail
tono: Afinación:
Look upon this filthful world 
Besmirched to sullied trash 
Heavens are swarmed with poisonous smoke 
Rivers are soured with chemicals 

The earth in oxidation 
Our technical progress is self-annihilation 

Evil grown in our souls 
Betrayal and hatred preside over those 
Corruptions steeped in our blood 
Mankind is like a gay-parade 

REMEMBER 
The freedom of flesh and wit is splendour of our seed 
Rotten corpse on wooden cross is sign of feeble spirit 

Christ is pawn in game of rat-men 
The power of artful, money for poor 
Undone the great and sacred sun-men 
Turn the man from path of Gods (to road of muckworms) 
Weakness leads to self-denial, 
Thirst for comfort leads to (soul)-mire 
There's no joy in wealth of purse, there is in wealthy soul 
But now it's worn like sieve of gilded-maddened doll 

Chorus: 
Wisdom of ancients in our blood 
Rise from the ashes, heavens' light in our eyes 
Sword of truth, seize in hand 
Let people's embers will be rend 
Get wiser for our glorious Rod 
Get stronger for the sake of loved 
Get brighter in the name of brood 
Be real, opened the conscience's route 

Men consumes ourselves inside 
Swallowing the all around 
This anecdote we'll stop by bomb 
Our want to die - salvation's gone! 

But I believe there is a Love 
She rules this world, she's higher Gods 
Mankind is not yet spawn of evil 
We'll save ourselves if we're revering 

Gift of life, divinity's sigh 
Our souls and paths from kingdom of skies 
Beautiful bodies for endowment of love 

Children of Earth, Ye fuel of Her hearth 
We must take care Her not sparing our hearts 

Chorus 

Hail the Light! 

You saw the loathing of the present 
Your gaze's turned from fumes-mankind 
Progress completed in regresses 
This is horrid matricide 

REMEMBER 
Woe to nation, whose children die not on forefathers' land 
And not recall their customs, craving life like other ants 

The curse of lapse lied upon hands 
Divine-bred we fell of plants side of worse 
Unleashed the wars for painted timbers and dried corpse 

Tend thy land and folk 
Be their loyal guards and hawks 

Mother-heart is your pure thread 
Love your family and friends 
Hate your rivals for the pain 
Praise and raise your inmost flame 
Ring of life bleeds from your sins 
You'll be in it, but you can slit 
Be the Theos of perfection 
Mend this world for resurrection 

Do you want to be the God? 

Chorus 

Get wiser for our glorious Rod 
Get stronger for the sake of love!
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