Incarnate - Keeper of the Undead Тексты

Walls constructed of their eternity
Death is, and is going to always be
This fragile peace now comes at its end
You at the place of the keepers

Again you'r swallowed by the darkness
Continuation from the past to now
Recycled through the gates of infinity
Thrown far away, again in the black

Face the keeper, the master of undead
Destiny's finally at his hands
To judge you no matter what you were
To shift to peace or return by rebirth

Shall you walk on the earth to the end
Or just stay in the world between
Time of the waiter can grow too long
Eternal, or a flash of the eye