Eye Of The Seer

From a dawn in real world to a sunset in the mid Like the darken reason - depraved. weak. blind But the age of old wisdom will reconquer the throne By the force of our bloodrage We are the new bringers of shattering deletion Hear the challenge. this is war! Harrow minded basterds But the final payment starts Beyond the gates of mystic reigns Above a solitary field of crosses We catch a glimpse of old born light Through the eye of the seer I'm laying down. Haunting by a shivered dream of loss Above my head opens up the blazing darkened sky But I know too well that whis will not ever taking back The painful lies surrounding me till the final breach of mine The gift of foreseeing poisoned every rising wish of hope