Paroles de Passion Lost
Oh dear, How poor I’m lonelyYou’ll go to Hade’s House
Abandoning me to a bitter pain
Our son was born to wretched parents
What now will he do? Without your wisdom?
His life will always be a sorrow
Lords open gates to your place,
Changing our life in a red, burning curtain of Hell.
The time I weep, untill you sleep, is waiting for eternal death.
Revenge knew the Greek’s failing
His mortal, weak part
Perfection a lengendary man
God’s hand that guided Paris arrow
And wounded his heel, fatally struck him.
A precious blood is often hidden.
Lords open gates to your place,
Changing our life in a red, burning curtain of Hell.
The time I weep, untill you sleep, is waiting for eternal death.
Sky is falling
A handfull of your hate
Silence is broken in this sunk land
Achilles eum transfigit,armis spoliat ,insultandum foedandumque proebet suis. The time I weep, untill you sleep, is waiting for eternal death.
(Grazie a Nicholas per questo testo)
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