Lyrics
oblivion s choice falls on you
Make your move and the will of the gods, the wisdom of suffering and faith of fire, around prophetic dreams are outlined
The soul struggles like a confined bird, around prophetic dreams are outlined
do you want touch by the cold hand
You are searching for ways to nowhere, you are searching for ways to nowhere, you are searching for ways to nowhere
You see bulks of the revived stones, confusion stuck in the heart like an arrow, the wisdom of suffering and faith of fire
Around prophetic dreams are outlined, will be filled by the voice of dreams, you are searching for ways to nowhere
You are searching for ways to nowhere, will be filled by the voice of dreams
You have not renounced the world of shadows, you are searching for ways to nowhere
As the stone sky they have hung, make your move and the will of the gods WELICORUSS, grey stones stand silently
Will be filled by the voice of dreams, will be filled by the voice of dreams
of ancestors who ve gained eternal rest
The wisdom of suffering and faith of fire, as the stone sky they have hung, you are searching for ways to nowhere
Grey stones stand silently, you are searching for ways to nowhere
Grey stones stand silently, with sadness and faith they look at you
As the stone sky they have hung, the soul struggles like a confined bird Dolmen, as the stone sky they have hung
You see bulks of the revived stones, the wisdom of suffering and faith of fire, as the stone sky they have hung
Around prophetic dreams are outlined, you see bulks of the revived stones WELICORUSS, around prophetic dreams are outlined
do you want touch by the cold hand
oblivion s choice falls on you
The wisdom of suffering and faith of fire, around prophetic dreams are outlined Dolmen, with sadness and faith they look at you
will be filled by the voice of dreams
You are searching for ways to nowhere, do you want touch by the cold hand
Reflections of the sun give way to darkness, as the stone sky they have hung
you are searching for ways to nowhere
make your move and the will of the gods
the soul struggles like a confined bird
the soul struggles like a confined bird
You are searching for ways to nowhere, the soul struggles like a confined bird Dolmen, you are searching for ways to nowhere
do you want touch by the cold hand
around prophetic dreams are outlined
