Skagos - A Night That Ends, As All Nights End, When the Sun Rises Тексты

We, who built ourselves to paradigm.
We, who wore a colossal weight with pride.
In a niche of faunus extravagance
we ruled a tundra of malice.

Providence trades hands with exigence
as the wolves chase us in to the thicket.

Oh, the weight of it!