'humanity - the living end, a wlaking disease Beyond good and evil, the flesh that never rest The flames of the end inside us rest'
[Instrumental] 'Humanity - the living end, a walking disease Beyond good and evil, the flesh that never rests The flames of the end inside us rest'
Traduzione: At The Gates. I Flames Of The End.
the darkness, Witnessing with awe, The view that enfolds. At the end at last, The final destination: Let it all begin, Here at the gate of...
lies I've seen the fire burning your temple Ashes and dust return to the Earth As we summon the night And flames lick at the gates Their dominion decays
Are you God? In the end it's all the same Xomaly....Xomaly.... Dark one come hither, Your Legions lie in wait Break yourself free from the dimensional gate
majesty, you're gone... wind chokes on the ashes as acrid smoke strangles the sun their jealous arrows ran, hollow drums pound at the gates breaking
our people home Where earthly gyves will be no more Dark is the path appointed for us Wind-demons scream as we pass One single flame at the edge of the
eyes nearly frozen closed. For how long had we travelled? The memory grows dim, lost in the cruel, searing storm-winds. And now, at last... our quest is at an end
stand at the jaws of the pit The heat scorch my flesh The fall seem never to end My hair burn My eyes can't see The flames slowly eat my soul The pain
at the jaws of the pit The heat scorch my flesh The fall seem never to end My hair burn My eyes can't see The flames slowly eat my soul The pain tears
a Sword was hovering towards me Plus garlic from the Keepers of the Gate who bore all the secrets and take Care of trespassers, but at last it's prophesied
realm's bleeding It suffers Old and weak No further arguing There is war at hand The system's failing Engines running Then after all I sense the end
sin Trial in flames To burn is your fate Death at the stake Under twilight darkness The judgment begins Guilty as sin Entranced by flames At dusk she
not for sale Out on the end of the Trail Time to giddy up doo wah diddy up San Francisco San Francisco Hope just like a candlestick in flame Sportin'
of that I wanted ones The way my nigga was talkin so next trip I went to bounce with son So now we out of town with Guyanese cats Up in they gates bubbling
Black solidarity day, arrest sentence Looking at the moon he starts his coming soon High like my man cmon give me the fame His flame is so bright, open
are the children of wrath - Born from pain Living in the shadows - Thrown by your light We are the end - The bright short burning flames The end of eternity