Parsifal piosenki

Prophets align, telling their people that, they've seen a sign. Touched by their gods. Time would stand still when, the words came that the maker would reveal himself, to the children of the earth. There was not a human in sight. Animals were chosen t...

You sprint through your life with it's breathe in your neck, you're chased day and night by a shadow. A self inflicted nightmare. You're searching for piece but you've no where to go. This is the failure and goal of your life, a content that makes you fee...

We used to think that, our lives would last forever, if it all could only end in peace. A day of joy, a feud had been one. And as the sun went down, of course we expected a dawn. A prophet cried, "this world will end tomorrow". And our joy soon shif...

Run from the bane, from the fiend at your back. Into the eye of the storm, and the world around atrophies. All, wasted resources have caught up our tracks, into the core of every soul alive. I'm alive. Run for your life, despite the fact that life its...

I close my eyes and when they open up again the world has changed, I find myself in the burning ruins of my homeland. The taste of iron in my mouth reminds me of the losing battle that is held, between mankind and hell. A final measure was to call upon th...

Night is falling and there's something in the dark, You cannot see it but it sees you clearly from afar. Something's down there feasting on the people's lives. The city and it's walls has run out of it's pride. Silence follows in the trails of this old fo...

Way down by the river shines, the moon on the dark sky. Dying bodies screaming break, the silence of the summer’s night. Our final breaths are fleeting, but our pride could last a lifetime. Tired from the battlefield, from fighting in the rain. We ar...

Many years ago, one day of ending june, you saved my life and now I owe it all to you. I'd hope that the life I've lived, that fate has led me right. But when I close my eyes I hear those words again. "I will" "i Will have to do this, please go home, a...

If what we are is what we do, some of us don't come true. When the prisoner is gatekeeper, freedom is a choice to make. Who is that figure in your mind? A vivid memory of what you left behind. Unfold the line, see the way. Chain the chains and set fr...