Sig:ar:tyr şarkı sözleri
In the distant North, beyond the Eastern SandsFrom the winds of the South, far from Western landsA shadowed throne He wrought, and the nine He taughtOf a future kingdom, of a distant timeThe wise have sought Him, and the brave have fought HimThe false have worshipped Him, the true have revered HimHe whose fate, the spinning world liesWithin the mountains, far from ancient skiesAnd the dreams of an ancient sign, of a shadow far from timeAnd the priest whose next in line, bloodied hand on poisoned vineIn the light of the pure green ray, of the elder ones that stayedAnd a world that's far away, in a night where there is no dayFew have seen His dreams, or heard the silent screamsChained to this world, Rex Mundi...Lord of creation, child of the black sun
