Wolfbreath - Akhenaton Тексты

Unborn man sent from the stars
Or was he fated to leave his brand?
But, through the ages so far
The legacy still remains

One that should never rule
A preacher of the truth untold
Heretic king called fool
The first man to forsake the gold

He seeks the peace around the sun
Where only art is leading our run

Because false gods don't deceive his mind
and we are sentenced to burning sands
Aten, the truly power aligned
Giving us life, through the misunderstanding

Shrine built in the name of love
The horizon for the only god above

His worship is now his decay
'Cause we're begging for more than just faith

The change that someday seemed so bright
Became ruins instead wealth and might
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