Текст песни Bleakwood - The Sigil

We observed the metropoli of heaven falling
The angels toppled, wings torn off
Daemon took the stage at last
For every ray of light there is loss
The hissing of serpents filed the air
Once children, now dehumanized
They did not regain themselves
The consequence of perennial lies

Without submission to will, call'd desire
We are doomed to become what we hate
The dimension of earth
Contains all eight points

Thus the hunger is impossible to sate

The vortex of earth is not kind to the innocent
Sometimes the cruellest chapters fade
Instead of end