Praying to the ground
Old angel of decadence
Waiting in the elder cold
Moments of dying in sorrow
Fields of thy return
You are moving temples in the sky
Crowned with gold in stone and times
Come to us - the end of knowledge
Come to us - through broken circles
Praying to the ground
Old angel of decadence
Waiting in the elder cold
Moments of dying in sorrow
Fields of thy return
You are moving temples in the sky
Crowned with gold in stone and times
Come to us - the end of knowledge
Come to us - through broken circles