Текст песни Catharsis - Страж времен

Oh, Sentinel times, in the fire sands born Heaven!
How many moons do you keep the essence of the ancient prophecies ...
Silent sorrow to your cold gray walls
Carrying wind, while they do not turn back

Forgotten .. Your face .. and ash
Listed gardens,
And tars
They are the voice of the birds of paradise
For ages ...

Light Daytime Stars dry up, and the night comes.
Forgetfulness of the world accustomed to sink into the void.
It was my time, so let realized predictions.
And on the edge of greatness and beauty of gain!

Just like before .. For a moment .. resurrected
Flowering gardens,
And the song is heard shining stars,
Dancers hot mill entails,
Circle of wind!

But ... close ... Dawn ...
It pales .......

Revived gardens,
Their songs carry the wind forever!
So, let the last moment
Rascvet only fill it
One!

Farewell, Great Enemy!
Your face full of celebration!
You waited, as the light of dawn
Dome will explode!
Shine!
Shine on! ..
Shine on! ...