A rumble of thunder pierces the silence
A rod of light illuminates the night into the day
We move through the twilight in storm and cold
Are pale wanderers of time in a corrupted world
There is no way back from our shadowy existence
Cold fog surrounds us, unruhbin draws us in
Then we always return to that pale place
Where the bondage of our souls was sealed
/>There is no salvation, do not come to this place
Whoever is touched by the mist is lost forever
And strode over here into the misty world
Where pale veils draw, to hold a
Lonely one watches
Here at the end of the world
The night lies motionless,
Only lit by the moon
Lonely one watches
Until the gods take over the world destroy
Between lightning and a clap of thunder
Can you hear our whisper
It drives us forward like mad through the thicket
No, it's not real, just a wicked one This fever dream
We fall down from the cliffs into a white light
And fall as if frozen through an endlessly dark space
Diving deep into the sea of u200bu200bforgetfulness
We are drawn to the whirlpool , we are obsessed with fate
Awakening every time and the realization weighs heavily
Oh, we are doomed to an eternal return
Caught here in the fog that once cursed us
Where We stay forever, our pale bodies restless
Our souls are cursed, our voices are empty and cold
Spoken with the tongue of the dead to announce our distress
Our houses are deserted, our families A long time away
But we eke out our existence, are spellbound in this place
Dive powerlessly into this misty world
Where pale veils draw to keep our lives
Lonely one watches over
Here end of the world
The night lies motionless,
Only illuminated by the moon
Lonely one watches
Until the gods destroy the world
Between lightning and a clap of thunder
/>Can you hear our whispers
Lonely watches
Lonely watches
Lonely watches
Lonely watches

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