Grace of the Past

Don't look back
Break the spell
Can you hear the songs sung from the deep?

Long lost
But never gone
Do you have the faith for the final leap?

Pursue the light
With death in hand
Don't let its cold embrace fool the blind

The gate is closed
For those who see
And the reaper awaits eagerly

One by one
Thrown on the pyre
Bleed for the gods
As I return in pure hellfire

I shall return
Under Saturn by the open sea
When frost welcomes fire
I shall return, you'll see

The past must burn
When the winter starts to bleed
And when I return
You all will burn with me

The grace of the past
Will it soothe a dying soul?
Tomorrow's horizon's vast
But not for the unborn and the fool

Can't you see?
The past is not for you and me
Can't you see?
We're the devil's children and we must be free

Don't look back
Break the spell
Can you hear the songs sung from the deep?

Long lost
But never gone
Do you have the faith for the final leap?

Pursue the light
With death in hand
Don't let its cold embrace fool the blind

The gate is closed
For those who see
And the reaper awaits eagerly

One by one
Thrown on the pyre
Bleed for the gods
As I return in pure hellfire

I shall return
Under Saturn by the open sea
When frost welcomes fire
I shall return, you'll see

The past must burn
When the winter starts to bleed
And when I return
You all will burn with me