[Lyrics by Q. Horatius Flaccus] Exegi monumentum aere perennius Regalique situ pyramidum altius, quod non imber edax, non aquilo impotens possit diruere
Dianae sumus in fide Puellae et pueri integri Dianam pueri integri Puellaeque canamus O Latonia, Maximi Magma progenies livos Quam mater prope Deliam
Sexque datis leto diversaque passis ultima resabat: quam corpore mater, tota veste tegens, "Unam minimamque pelinque! De multis minimam posco" clamavit
Blind eyes that see more as what is hidden in your face blind eyes see the skull behind your skin. It feels you're growing older with every second. It
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Which way is the right path As I stand upon This chaotic crossroad of hate... How many ways Are there to roam On this dark and damned Road of fate...
[Lyrics by Tharen] Forlorn it lies the vale in the storms In solitude since the beginning of time Forgotten, lost and only visited By the icy winds
[Lyrics by Q. Horatius Flaccus] Eheu fugaces, Postume, Postume, labuntur anni nec pietas moram rugis er instanti senectae adferet indomitarque morti
Multas per gentes et multa per acquora vectus Advenio miseras, frater, ad inferias Ut te postremo donarem munere mortis Donarem munere mortis Et nequiquam
"I never lived elsewhere Than in dimensions of fear. My spirit is enthroned in the land Of the silent moving shadows. Where a deep red fountain Keeps
I call forth the cold The coming signs of winter Black hands raised to the sky Silhouettes of trees with no more leaves Growing on their long lean twigs
Lord Soth, once an honoured knight of the order of Solamnia... He built a stronghold, tall and proud, in the shape of his order's sign. Long time ago
Ecce anus in mediis sedens annosa puellis sacra facit Tacitae - nec tamen illa tacet - et digitis tria tura tribus sub limine ponit, qua brevis occultum