Of the Sartan Sundering

Hidden is long time of engraving under the dawn
Our only friend lies, ourselves feel confident but now run
Miracles should be ruled by my will
Damnation for all vanished within such a virgin sky where they have died

My slimy spirit lies on that field
Here the maze turns into fear
Don´t you see where children sleep?
Why am I alive, I hope I wouldn´t be quite immortal
Bend for Xar and I´ll bring us back, to paradise

Lesser races feel frustrated dying for a dime
Fancy dresses in the darkness, secret councils and spies
Holy light spreading from my hands
Beware, mechanic thunder, blinding lightning, whistle in the air

Myths, I believed all so we were for longer demigods
Unmask the dancers who sundered the world
Hire for money your life
Dolls scream there´s no time
Waves riding heaven where bards write rhymes
Claim to be there tonight

Sail on heaven. Get ready to die