Текст песни Dreamgrave - Ruins of Glorious Times

From forgotten lands
I hear the voice of their chants
It’s not other’s sense
It’s everyone’s absence

Plead forgiveness father
I could not stand the fight
To defend firmly those dying ways
From much of their immortality gains
As I’m marching through ruins of glorious times
The velvet shroud of darkness falls down
And the land below it becomes
A bottomless moat of blackness

All my dreams dissolved by now
Life left bleeding in my soiled hands
Solitude, pain…
The last things left for me

As I lay into the dead leaves
I cry at all remains
While spirits gather around
And pull me underground