Doomshine - Creation (Sad Angel Legend - Chapter of Hope) Тексты

Noble savage winged with power
Far away from kingdom come
Battle through the darkest hours
I create my lunar sun

I rule eternal, see me shine
Seven days I'll fly
Vast and immortal, sway over time
Circle in a thermal

Wild empire strong and virgin
Are you lost in reverie ?
Ancient solar storms are raging
From the outset free from sins

I'm divine...

Here's my creation, come to my seas
Sailing on salvation, I was sent to be... supreme!
Sense my creation, behold these hills
Scenes of celebration instead of battlefields
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