"The Last Gate" 

 

 

01. Ceremony Of Innocents

 

Where are your graves? You cannot hear a bird´s song.
Innocent lives witnesses of disaster.
Forgotten names what have become of them?
In wild river never can they awake.
Penetrating flames, they´re calling to myself
God sees it from afar, but leaves it till the end.

If I could drive away these clouds by my strong breath,
you wouldn´t have to wait for salvation and empty future

I knew the gorgeous woods and valleys scents of flowers and trees,
now you are living in Lakeland and dying days.

 

 

 

02. Law For Burnt To Death

 

Impious and sinful life,
ravens nation is born.
We hold the cross of thorns
in palms of blood.

Chorales sounds through the valley,
celebration of the earthly life
and lustful bodies of beauties
mean sin.

Beings clad in the darkness
from God’s will chosen.
Coming to the village
with finite resolution.

Accusation and deceit,
holy will orders revenge.
Envoys of fornication
driven away in wagons.

Stoupá jen dým a jak žalostný je pláč
všech lidí kolem a z nebes černá zář.
Pod křížem spí vždy jen proroctví a splín
a tisíce tváří už změnili jste v dým.

Zkoušíte lhát sami sobě v motlitbách
a hříšníkům svým smrt vykoupením dát.
Zapálená je už hranice všech těl,
jak zákon vám káže, vše spálit na popel.

 

 

 

03. Sun Of Steel 

 

All faces are faded
so tired from the

mad rhythm of life.
The young roots of sensitive emotions
are in the beginning of drawning to a close.

Sun of steel means life.

All pronounced wishes, 
which one day will come true
then will decay
because they are not eternal
as the sun of steel.

Extinct potentiality
turned out to be real.
The good and the evil, 
they come and go away.

Seconds of indifferent days,
they flee to the eternity.
All the new machines and inventions
come to an end in dump of time.
Loving and hate
remain under the sun of steel.

 

 

 

04. The Last Gate

 

My life, I loved you so,
but man can´t dream about
a never-ending, sacred night.

Honesty was not my oath
in the fields of love I heard
the weeping of her glowing eyes.

My time has come and I pray for all my life sins.
Maybe I will confess to God but without tears.
I´m daze by the light on the eternal way
behind the gate of times.
Echoes of calls pray for my return, calls of known voices.

But she didn´t stay
with me behind the gate.
I know she didn´t stay
with me, my only love.